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1st Autumn 517 AV
At the Syka Commons
"Speech"
"Others"
At the Syka Commons
"Speech"
"Others"
Karin was at the Commons. There was once a time when she might have stood there but not stood there confidently. Once upon a time she might have appeared ill at ease to address relative strangers. She was and would always be a solitary woman, but times always pushed onwards and so Karin had too. Now she stood after having climbed the stairs to arrive at the platform, and addressed the scant people who amassed there. A light breeze playfully tugged at the branches overhead, and patters of last night's rain occasionally fell with a pleasant thud to the decking below. The air smelled of freshness and petrichor.
The Svefra woman cleared her throat in a habit that emanated from long periods of not talking. "Hello. It's a fine day isn't it?" It was. In fact, the reason she was at the Commons to begin with was because it was such a beautiful day- not too hot, and not too windy. A perfect day to finally make the home, and business, that she needed to. But several seasons of living in a shanty hut had taught her that to make a proper home would require help, of some kind at least. Karin had tried to do things her own way, but there would always come a time when something needed to sets of hands. She was a stubborn woman in many ways, but with the arrival of the Autumn season in Skya, she didn't know what to expect of the coming weeks, and so realised that something would need to be done.
"I'm looking for someone - maybe two people - who would like to help me build my home. I can't pay you... Not in mizas, anyway. I don't have many helpful skills really, but I am a boat builder. So... if you ever needed a ride anywhere around here, I could pay you back that way."
She looked around the faces, hoping to see someone who would at least come and help. It was true too, Karin was a woman of little to no importance, with the barest of skills. But if there was one thing about Syka that she had found - and seen - it was that the residents were always eager to assist others. She could only pray to Laviku that there were some here who would hear her faltering request and come to her aid. Finally, she smiled tightly and used both hands to push her wildling hair from her face, then stood quietly by and waited for a response.
The Svefra woman cleared her throat in a habit that emanated from long periods of not talking. "Hello. It's a fine day isn't it?" It was. In fact, the reason she was at the Commons to begin with was because it was such a beautiful day- not too hot, and not too windy. A perfect day to finally make the home, and business, that she needed to. But several seasons of living in a shanty hut had taught her that to make a proper home would require help, of some kind at least. Karin had tried to do things her own way, but there would always come a time when something needed to sets of hands. She was a stubborn woman in many ways, but with the arrival of the Autumn season in Skya, she didn't know what to expect of the coming weeks, and so realised that something would need to be done.
"I'm looking for someone - maybe two people - who would like to help me build my home. I can't pay you... Not in mizas, anyway. I don't have many helpful skills really, but I am a boat builder. So... if you ever needed a ride anywhere around here, I could pay you back that way."
She looked around the faces, hoping to see someone who would at least come and help. It was true too, Karin was a woman of little to no importance, with the barest of skills. But if there was one thing about Syka that she had found - and seen - it was that the residents were always eager to assist others. She could only pray to Laviku that there were some here who would hear her faltering request and come to her aid. Finally, she smiled tightly and used both hands to push her wildling hair from her face, then stood quietly by and waited for a response.
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