Day 5:
While work is still in progress on the Lodge, our leader also commissioned a partial design for a warehouse and requested that it be started on immediately. There is some confusion about the name on the plans, which reads “Warehouse 1101” despite being our first such infrastructure…
Today also marked the arrival of a new member of the community when a man came drunkenly running from among the trees, shouting that squirrels were trying to take his hair.
Or at least our initial suspicions was a drunken state - Hyla observed bits of mushroom crumbs on his front that suggest he may have imbibed some of the brown fungi that grow out there. Whatever the case, when he settled down, we learned his name was Tomas, and that he had much experience with various herbs and tonics… while the statement was met with suspicion, we were not inclined to turn away a potential Herbalist, especially while poor Lorzen’s backside still aches him so.
Progress is being made on the Miner’s Lodge, and Katrina thought it apt to move the berry bushes over to line the walkways, so that the workers can easily snack when they come up to rest.
She has also suggested the idea of turning one of the side rooms into a kitchen where she could prepare proper meals for the workers, but this is still in debate among the population, as their are some concerns if she is yet experienced enough to take up cooking.
Entlings! Entlings hiding among the fallen trees!
Actually, their assault was sudden, but not terribly surprising, all things considered…
Though, yet again, Yumi simply ignored the would be harassment - this time, scurrying up the scaffolding and acting as though she were simply focused on the task of building.
The little jerks followed her up the ladder!
A few good claws to the heels forced Yumi to finally acknowledge them and flee the scene; fortunately for her, Lueis was more than eager to jump in.
Which… proved to be a very good thing indeed…
It marked the first battle to convince Lueis to actually pursue some well deserved rest.
…but courtesy of our scouts, he may not get to rest long:
Late in the night, the leader went out and met with a rugged survivalist named Jess Vexed that approached the settlement. Some of us were the ones vexed by yet another late evening arrangement, but despite the small load of foodstuffs, hides, and fine quality lanterns disappearing from the stocks, few were inclined to protest about the bundles of wool and bolts of leather brought back. In fact, Artificer Rinkusu was so inspired when she saw them, that she started assembling a spinning wheel and loom to start working with cloth herself.
