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TrotsAdrila only smiled at the sight of the couple as the woman tried to organize themselves, sighing as she walked over. The elf followed the seamstress over to where she had been storing the blankets she was working on and clasped her hands in front of her. When the woman presented the blankets, a broad grin flashed across Adrila’s face and she beamed. “Those look to be perfect! I’m sure they’ll fit the cots perfectly.” She could gauge by the size of the blankets that they were probably a fit but she took the blanket nonetheless. She stretched it every which way, getting a feel for the item before giving a strong nod and flashing the woman a proud smile. “I’ll go see how well they work with the cots.” And so, with the blanket tucked neatly over her arm, she began to make her way to the other building once more.
She stepped over to the cots that were still located outside of the longhouse and placed the blanket down on top of it. It was a nice fit. It had just enough length to cover the cot completely and more than enough width that someone could easily roll about in their sleep and the blanket would still keep them covered well enough. She picked the blanket up and folded it nicely before peering around for a safe place to put it down. She needed to move the cots back inside the house and she didn’t want to risk getting the blankets dirty by setting it on the cot and then trying to carry both items into the building at the same time. So with a sigh, she stepped over to one of the many barrels that were sitting outside the stone building and set the blanket down. She then returned to the cots and got to work on moving them once more into the wooden longhouse. It didn’t take her too long to get the cots into the building. The part that took longer than she would have liked was situating the beds in such a manner that everyone had plenty of room to themselves without taking up all the room within the building solely for sleeping. Eventually she found a good spacing between the beds where she could stand in the middle and reach out to both sides and still not touch either cot while leaving a large part of the building open for other tasks or things they may find. She quickly counted the beds then left to retrieve the blankets.
She grabbed the first blanket on her way back to the heap that the woman had constructed and gathered them all up on her arms. The pile blocked her view a bit and she found herself fumbling around a moment as she situated the blankets but eventually she got everything well enough that she could see what was directly before her. Watching the ground as she went, she began to make her way back to the longhouse, stumbling a few times as something that was in her blind spot caused her foot to slip up. Eventually she made it into the building and dropped the blankets down on one of the cots with a sigh of relief before getting to work on distributing them between all the beds. She was just shy of having enough to cover all the cots. They only needed three more. Not too bad!
She gave a small nod of approval before stepping out of the longhouse to see Rinn had returned once more, sitting upon a barrel. “Oh, welcome back Rinn.” She eyed the barrel, a small frown crossing her lips at the sight of it. Was there anything within the barrel? Was it safe for him to sit on? Was that a book? Her eyes settled on the book he held in one hand while he stroked his chin with the other. He was obviously deep in thought, from what, she wasn’t sure. It wouldn’t be unheard of, though, for a bard to have a few books with them, though that book looked as if it had surely seen some better days. She would ask him about it later. She had a task to finish first.
She stepped over to the lovely couple and gave a small knock on one of the barrels to announce her presence. “Your blankets fit perfectly, just as I had assumed. We are a few short however. We need three more if we’re going to have enough for every cot by sun down. Also, do the two of you have any idea what we could possibly do for food? We could try and make plans with what we currently have or we could wait until the others returned. I recall the dwarf from earlier having a large collection of pots and cooking utensils attached to his belt. He may have something to cook but seeing as how he has left the others, we won’t know until he returns.” She reached into her satchel and pulled out her list, reading over it idly as she waited for a response from the red-headed woman.
She stepped over to the cots that were still located outside of the longhouse and placed the blanket down on top of it. It was a nice fit. It had just enough length to cover the cot completely and more than enough width that someone could easily roll about in their sleep and the blanket would still keep them covered well enough. She picked the blanket up and folded it nicely before peering around for a safe place to put it down. She needed to move the cots back inside the house and she didn’t want to risk getting the blankets dirty by setting it on the cot and then trying to carry both items into the building at the same time. So with a sigh, she stepped over to one of the many barrels that were sitting outside the stone building and set the blanket down. She then returned to the cots and got to work on moving them once more into the wooden longhouse. It didn’t take her too long to get the cots into the building. The part that took longer than she would have liked was situating the beds in such a manner that everyone had plenty of room to themselves without taking up all the room within the building solely for sleeping. Eventually she found a good spacing between the beds where she could stand in the middle and reach out to both sides and still not touch either cot while leaving a large part of the building open for other tasks or things they may find. She quickly counted the beds then left to retrieve the blankets.
She grabbed the first blanket on her way back to the heap that the woman had constructed and gathered them all up on her arms. The pile blocked her view a bit and she found herself fumbling around a moment as she situated the blankets but eventually she got everything well enough that she could see what was directly before her. Watching the ground as she went, she began to make her way back to the longhouse, stumbling a few times as something that was in her blind spot caused her foot to slip up. Eventually she made it into the building and dropped the blankets down on one of the cots with a sigh of relief before getting to work on distributing them between all the beds. She was just shy of having enough to cover all the cots. They only needed three more. Not too bad!
She gave a small nod of approval before stepping out of the longhouse to see Rinn had returned once more, sitting upon a barrel. “Oh, welcome back Rinn.” She eyed the barrel, a small frown crossing her lips at the sight of it. Was there anything within the barrel? Was it safe for him to sit on? Was that a book? Her eyes settled on the book he held in one hand while he stroked his chin with the other. He was obviously deep in thought, from what, she wasn’t sure. It wouldn’t be unheard of, though, for a bard to have a few books with them, though that book looked as if it had surely seen some better days. She would ask him about it later. She had a task to finish first.
She stepped over to the lovely couple and gave a small knock on one of the barrels to announce her presence. “Your blankets fit perfectly, just as I had assumed. We are a few short however. We need three more if we’re going to have enough for every cot by sun down. Also, do the two of you have any idea what we could possibly do for food? We could try and make plans with what we currently have or we could wait until the others returned. I recall the dwarf from earlier having a large collection of pots and cooking utensils attached to his belt. He may have something to cook but seeing as how he has left the others, we won’t know until he returns.” She reached into her satchel and pulled out her list, reading over it idly as she waited for a response from the red-headed woman.
