Do ya wanna build a stab-stick?

Arne smiled around the handle in his mouth and waved his tail happily when Fortune voiced her willingness to help. “Oo cangetsvarted wif does stones” The not weird glowing ones, just in case something bad happened when he tried to break the crystals off. He had some already made laid out for her so she could get a good idea of what the lashings should look like. If she needed more direction he could give it to her once they had more materials to work with.

For now, he moved over to a big clump of the glowing crystals and took a swing with the axe in his mouth. Man he hoped this would work!

"speech".