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"Syr Isander!" Saskia gasped, appalled but smiling at the Knight. What cheek!
"Thank you," She chuckled, "I have never been the greatest at building things. How awful of me to volunteer for such a task!" The dusker grinned. "I like helping out... after the skirmish with the cultists and the... It's just nice to remind oneself there are things to celebrate in life, like offering a helping hand." Saskia had done plenty of fighting to do her for a good while, and a change of pace seemed needed.
Saskia gave her cut a once over, impressed that the sting of the wound no longer could be felt. The blood, however, would need to be washed off later. "Is it odd of me to feel good about helping out, despite me not doing all that much?" She queried, the smile still strong.
Isander
"Thank you," She chuckled, "I have never been the greatest at building things. How awful of me to volunteer for such a task!" The dusker grinned. "I like helping out... after the skirmish with the cultists and the... It's just nice to remind oneself there are things to celebrate in life, like offering a helping hand." Saskia had done plenty of fighting to do her for a good while, and a change of pace seemed needed.
Saskia gave her cut a once over, impressed that the sting of the wound no longer could be felt. The blood, however, would need to be washed off later. "Is it odd of me to feel good about helping out, despite me not doing all that much?" She queried, the smile still strong.
Isander