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This shallow valley in the foothills of a broad mountain range is usually unoccupied aside from the occasional shepherd and flock. Today, though, it's bustling: much of the space is taken up by a hastily erected tent city, mismatched canvas scrounged from wherever it could be found, with cookfires clustered in the rockiest section and a field hospital laid out near the small lake at the bottom of the valley, all in use by an especially heterogenous and ragged collection of humanoids. Near the hospital, a bit of space has been left free for various purposes, including the music performance it's currently being used for, which has drawn an audience of children and their parents.
Blai in Oerth
"Not, like, a lot a lot, but way more of us go that way than normal kids, yeah. I'm probably going to be a potter or something, though, I'm trying to get an apprenticeship."
Depends on whether he thinks Raafi might be comfortable having him in there or not; the bucket brigade style hauling of rainbarrels to the edge of the hole is clearly working much faster than the team getting the barrels lowered in, and the holdup isn't the group outside the hole.
bughouse
He's not going to presume his way into a man's portable hole when he doesn't have a comfortably enormous distance from the euphemism.
He's going to have a bit of a wait for everything to get stowed, then.
One of the cart boys wants to know if Blai knows if he'll be needed for anything else.
bughouse
It's always such a thing to have an unclear period of time. Prestidigitating chess pieces only takes a few minutes but it does take those few minutes. He cloud-watches.
where my feet lead me
It's not that much more than a few minutes before Raafi and his helpers have the barrels all stowed, and Raafi thanks the workers and has them line up to be paid.
"Are you about ready for lunch?" he asks Blai, when he's done with that. "It is a little early for it, I guess, but we can beat the crowd."
where my feet lead me
"Sounds good. What kinds of things do you like? And then we can -" he stops short. "Actually I just realized we never rented the auditorium. That first, then lunch, and we should probably check that we haven't been keeping people waiting, too. Will you be okay here for... probably half an hour or forty minutes, while I go take care of that? Liss can call someone to take you to the front hall or find something for you to do."
bughouse
"- if there's something useful around here for me to do, Mendings or Guidances or something, of course I can occupy myself with that."
where my feet lead me
"She'll love you forever for half an hour of Mendings. Okay, I'll try to be quick." He casts Fly and zooms off.
bughouse
Blai goes and finds Liss and tells her that he can re-use orisons and has Mending prepared, is there anything that needs fixed.
...yes. Yes there is. The church of Pelor gets a lot of donations; not all of them are in good shape. They don't keep the obviously worthless ones but she still has a whole room of things waiting for someone to have a spare spell or a spare hour to patch them up.
Liss keeps coming by and standing in the door, twitching her tail in excitement, though she never stays for long.
She stops eventually, and comes back midway through his fourth casting. She doesn't interrupt immediately, but when he's still going after a couple seconds her face falls. "What are you doing?"
"Yes? Mending takes a few seconds." She doesn't really seem much calmer. "Let's go get Raafi." She herds him out.