It wasn't perfect, but it was done, and that was what mattered in the end. The bard ambled over to Aisha, flexing gloved fingers to produce a pear that he offered to the leopardess before making one for himself. "We should go hunting again soon..." A quiet conversation, light-hearted while they rested and regained their wind before Deimos called them back together again.
When they were regathered around the General, Jigano had a moment of almost deja vu from the year before, a wry smile crooking his mouth. He nodded recognition of what was desired, taking a quick glance around at the other two. "We're probably best matched," he offered Deimos, moving to take up the other side of the crossbeam. Matched in training as well as strength these days, familiar with each other's abilities, magical and otherwise, he hoped neither would be affected by cold hands or a clumsy step. Besides, it only made sense to leave the support posts to those who'd dug the holes they would fit in.
Jigano takes up the other side of the main beam to help Deimos lift and position it.
When they were regathered around the General, Jigano had a moment of almost deja vu from the year before, a wry smile crooking his mouth. He nodded recognition of what was desired, taking a quick glance around at the other two. "We're probably best matched," he offered Deimos, moving to take up the other side of the crossbeam. Matched in training as well as strength these days, familiar with each other's abilities, magical and otherwise, he hoped neither would be affected by cold hands or a clumsy step. Besides, it only made sense to leave the support posts to those who'd dug the holes they would fit in.
Jigano takes up the other side of the main beam to help Deimos lift and position it.
