Open | Building Plot

[the_effect_she_has]

WHO: The Inquisition
WHAT: Building!
WHEN: 28th of Cloudreach, through the first week of Bloomingtide
WHERE: The river valley below Skyhold
NOTES: See here for details.

Welcome to the Great Building Project of 9:42, Dragon! So you've come to help construct some living structures and barracks? Excellent, there are several areas in which everyone's help is needed.

Clearing

The Mage Council themselves have dedicated themselves to clearing out the valley, and flattening it as well, so buildings can be constructed. They'll need all the magical help they can get, honestly, and even that will include people to help clear away the wood to be used for building, as well as the stone and other materials. It will be a lot of heavy lifting, carrying, or being able to drive a cart.

Building

Of course there is the building. Holding up walls, hammer and nails, thatch on the roofs, cutting out awkward window where necessary. Putting together fireplaces and firepits. The deft of hand and light of feet are the ones who can climb the roofs, move around without any problems to haul up sod and other things to plug the holes on the roof to make for a snug small hut, or a long and clean barrack hall.

Healing

And of course, there are accidents. Someone accidentally hammers their own hand, falls off a roof, gets a splinter in their finger. The healers themselves are going to need fresh water and herbs brought in, as well as food brought to keep them going.

Fetching/Carrying

Messages need to be brought back and forth between the builders. Water needs to be brought to the thirsty, as well as food. There are a million little things that need to be done to complete this great endeavor, so feel free to help out whatever little way you feel you can.

Katniss

Katniss is everywhere.

There's not a place you won't see the slender young woman, dark hair pulled back in a braid that is coming out in wisps. Dirt smudges her face and hands, but there's a faint smile on her face and no matter what she's doing, she's humming softly. At her heel is the wolf pup, who trots along beside her faithfully, and stands guard while Katniss is up atop a roof, hammering.

She's carrying water to give to people who are building, as well as food. Lifting bundles of stick and rock out of the way, or walking with a builder, murmuring softly over the plans.

Need to talk to her? Just snag her. She'll be glad to stop and talk to anyone who is helping out here.

Comments

[gatheringstorm]

Aw, Adelaide. Korrin steps in closer and slips an arm around her shoulders, drawing her in for a gentle squeeze. She can't help but think back to how alone she felt after that Conclave explosion, a far cry from her state now. The rage is still there, but she has good people to help her temper it. That she returns the favor any way she can goes without saying. "I'll forgo the usual smartass comment just once and agree wholeheartedly on that. Not meeting you, or the other people I've come to care about while wading through this shitstorm? I don't want to think about it. Good things can sometimes come of the worst moments, it just takes us a while to get there."

[fleurdesel]

When they'd met, months ago- Adelaide would have locked up. Flinched away, remained tense and anxious for the brush of contact she had not initiated. But now? She leans into Korrin easily, without fear or reservation. Now more than ever she knows where and when she is safe and whom she might trust. Korrin has ever been on the top of both lists. "I do not expect things to remain quite so good- but I know whatever it is that comes? We will get through it."

[metaari]

For his part, Metaari had always wondered what an actual family would have been like. His has been pieced together over the years, and torn apart as many times. Having Kas around was akin to having a little brother, and he was more than happy to fill the role of the older. There's a lot he can pass on to the kid.

He lays a thick slice of cheese on a piece of bread for himself before biting in to it, peering out of the flap of the tent to the building being done. "It's really shaping in to something. Something bigger than any of us would have thought." Which could be both good and bad. At least they were in an easily defensible location, though if there were ever a siege...

[metaari]

Metaari pauses and frowns at that, glancing away with a sigh. "Yeah, I got it. It's been a hell of a month for me." He goes back to shoving the rock again, mostly as a distraction. "First, my arm breaks while I oversee Merrick's mission to contact the Dalish. Then, I return and almost immediately get laid out in a sick bed. Luck has not been on my side."

[metaari]

He rubs the back of his neck as he watches her, taking a moment to give his arms a break from holding heavy things against other heavy things. He's going to be exhausted at the end of the day, but it's going to be worth it. "Bit of everything. I've been doing a bit of helping with training some newer recruits in archery, but mostly I just get pointed in a direction I'm needed and I go."

[samahl]

Cyril is pretty distracted by the thought of Sam being tied up. His eyes even widen a bit. "What? Oh... yes. I suppose I am. I'm learning anyway."

[el_tybs]

Sam takes the pause and the look as surprise at that he had known about the traps. "You should show me sometime. I'd like to see what you do."

[metaari]

Metaari lets out a bark of laughter at that and lifts his hands in a defensive position. "Alright. I'll leave some for everyone else. But I'll have you know, it will be a real show of willpower to do so."

He lets out a breath and drops himself to the ground, stretching his legs out in front of him as he leans back on his hands. His head falls back and he lets the sun warm him, eyes closed. "Feels good to move around."

[el_tybs]

"Safer than all of us trying to fight you for a scrap of food," he says teasingly, grinning widely at their joking around.

Sam remains standing, putting his hands on his hips and just enjoying the slight breeze going by, which feels perfect with the sun beating down on them. "Skyhold getting a little too stuffy for you?"

[metaari]

"Well, broken arm, followed by that strange illness... Can't complain too much, I don't think." He grins as he reaches for the water, knocking it back in just seconds with a thankful noise.

[samahl]

Cyril's brow raises a bit. "It sounds like you could complain a lot. I know I have been and I didn't break my arm."

[samahl]

"Well, suddenly I'm depressed that I missed that," Cyril teased a bit. He's only lightly flirting, that isn't as weird as it could be, right?

[samahl]

Cyril gets a little curious about that because he does know Sam pretty well. "What can spirit healers show me about spirits?"

[gatheringstorm]

Mention of that arm breaking has Korrin wincing in sympathy. "I've been there. It's a pain in the ass, being on the sidelines until you stop feeling like utter shit, both ways. Tell you what, if you're at the tavern after this, I'll buy you a round. Maybe that'll help kickstart your luck back to where it should be." And if not, it's still a drink.

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin shrugs, laughing a little. "More than I ever could, to begin with. The way they speak about the bond they have with their spirit...it sounds very intense, risky but also very rewarding. Even though it's not something you can have, it's worth a different perspective from the usual 'every spirit is a demon' rot you're likely to hear elsewhere. It's a good example of what can be achieved on both sides of the Veil."

[samahl]

"Would you like to learn how to make some? Then you could be a mage who makes swords and traps and confuse everyone."

[el_tybs]

"I think I already confuse everyone," he says with a laugh. Mage blacksmith kind of did that. "I wouldn't be opposed to learning if you're offering to teach."

[samahl]

"I'd love too." Any excuse to spend more time with Sam.

[el_tybs]

"Is there a particular place you work, or where you want me to meet you?" Cyril didn't build traps out of his room did he?

[samahl]

"A work station. Then I sell them outside and make some tweaks there. Just not the explosive ones."

[el_tybs]

"Right, because everyone loves to have something explode in their face." Sam chuckles a bit, rubbing at his forehead again. "That sounds good to me. When do you usually work?"

[judgemewhole]

Only a little weird, but James is smirking despite all that. "You flatter me, Cyril, as always."

[the_effect_she_has]

She moves around easily enough, for someone who is used to climbing the rocks and trees of the forest. She does look down at him with a keener interest, however.

"I'm an archer myself - I didn't know the recruits needed training. If you ever want help, let me know."

[issala]

The teen reaches to add some cheese on his bread as well, and then munches happily on that. Growing boys, right?

He's easily sucking in all the little things Metaari says and does, trying to puzzle together his own self from the pieces. He knows he's not as strong or as big as the other vashoth, but damn if he doesn't wish he could carry like he did.

Maybe he could try with the bricks, later.

"It's less of a ruin and more something that makes people believe more in the Inquisition," Kas says thoughtfully. "I wonder what it looked like back in the day. It's super old in some places."

[samahl]

"Either early in the morning before I set up my stall, or later in the afternoon before I end up in the tavern. You do lessons in the morning don't you? It might be easier to meet up in the afternoon? I could stop by the blacksmith and we could head to my work place together." He usually stopped by the blacksmith on his own anyway, even if Sam didn't see him.