2nd of Spring, 509AV
Veladra was useless.
It wasn’t that she didn’t already know this, she thought as she walked, it was just she had not realized how useless until now. Though he had gotten them a group to go with, which was technically something. But he was no help around camp as far as she could tell and he was no help when she was tired either. She rubbed her arms to warm herself and hoped he fell off one of the mountains.
The group they were with was a happy group. Adventurers from Northern Kalea with delusions of grandeur who kept happily chatting about looking for a way to climb Wind Reach. Somehow or other they had ended in Kalinor. Lucky for the woman that she was barren or Sosicly doubted they would have left as nicely as they’d came. There were four of them, not including Sosicly and Veladra. Three men (Tanyor, Mikal, John) and one young woman (Jenis), all human from what she knew who seemed to have no problem escorting the Symenestra when Veladra explained it was only a gift for his sister, nothing more sinister.
She almost wished it were as they walked the uneven terrain the wind blew, cutting through the trees as if they were not there, and that is all there was. Trees, hills, trees, hills, small caves, terrifying noises and Viratas only knew what else. Glaring at the back of her brother’s head she wondered how her ancestors did it with assumed ease.
The group did not stop until they had reached a decent spaced clearing, Sosicly dropping to the floor with a gasp. “You’re alright. Take a rest, and you can help me make a fire for something warm to drink.”
Veladra ignored her other than a cursory glance to ensure she was not dying, and made to help make camp while Sosicly pulled out her book to take notes and rubbed her burning chest. Kalinors clothes were not made for this weather, and she grateful when a blanket was draped around her shoulders. For a few chimes the girl sat there shaking with her book clutch in her hands, wide eyes taking in how efficiently the group worked. When her body finally settled into small shivers she pulled out her writing things and wrote small notes but not before pulling the blanket up to cover her head in a makeshift hood.
Putting up Pitching A Tent
“Forgot one.” A voice spoke over her shoulder, she was not surprised to recognize the voice of Jenis. Sosicly looked up at her in surprise, the woman read Symenos? “I count three. You need tarp first.”
Blinking in confusion Sosicly looked over to the campsite, realizing the woman was right. She flashed Jenis a wide, only slightly sincere smile and added it in. Trying to see what else she had missed. So she couldn’t read it, she thought it was a bit of a pity.
Putting up Pitching A Tent
It wasn’t that she didn’t already know this, she thought as she walked, it was just she had not realized how useless until now. Though he had gotten them a group to go with, which was technically something. But he was no help around camp as far as she could tell and he was no help when she was tired either. She rubbed her arms to warm herself and hoped he fell off one of the mountains.
The group they were with was a happy group. Adventurers from Northern Kalea with delusions of grandeur who kept happily chatting about looking for a way to climb Wind Reach. Somehow or other they had ended in Kalinor. Lucky for the woman that she was barren or Sosicly doubted they would have left as nicely as they’d came. There were four of them, not including Sosicly and Veladra. Three men (Tanyor, Mikal, John) and one young woman (Jenis), all human from what she knew who seemed to have no problem escorting the Symenestra when Veladra explained it was only a gift for his sister, nothing more sinister.
She almost wished it were as they walked the uneven terrain the wind blew, cutting through the trees as if they were not there, and that is all there was. Trees, hills, trees, hills, small caves, terrifying noises and Viratas only knew what else. Glaring at the back of her brother’s head she wondered how her ancestors did it with assumed ease.
The group did not stop until they had reached a decent spaced clearing, Sosicly dropping to the floor with a gasp. “You’re alright. Take a rest, and you can help me make a fire for something warm to drink.”
Veladra ignored her other than a cursory glance to ensure she was not dying, and made to help make camp while Sosicly pulled out her book to take notes and rubbed her burning chest. Kalinors clothes were not made for this weather, and she grateful when a blanket was draped around her shoulders. For a few chimes the girl sat there shaking with her book clutch in her hands, wide eyes taking in how efficiently the group worked. When her body finally settled into small shivers she pulled out her writing things and wrote small notes but not before pulling the blanket up to cover her head in a makeshift hood.
- Spread out tent on ground
- Pull out corners
- Assemble poles through the tent
“Forgot one.” A voice spoke over her shoulder, she was not surprised to recognize the voice of Jenis. Sosicly looked up at her in surprise, the woman read Symenos? “I count three. You need tarp first.”
Blinking in confusion Sosicly looked over to the campsite, realizing the woman was right. She flashed Jenis a wide, only slightly sincere smile and added it in. Trying to see what else she had missed. So she couldn’t read it, she thought it was a bit of a pity.
- Spread out tent on ground
- Pull out corners
- Stake four corners of tent
tightlyfirmly - Spread out tarp before spreading out tent
- Put front pole in place
- Put stake in front of tent, farther away from door
- Use rope to attach front pole with the previous stake
- Repeat the previous with the back pole.
- Push the stakes in the ground
- Firm up lines to make roof
- Stake three pegs on each side of tent a little bit away
- Use rope to attach the stakes to tent and firm up ropes as needed to finish tent roof
