Filling a Dead Isur's Shoes (Jason)

[Cheshire]

The human worked. Not as well as an Isur of course, but who ever heard of a human who could? "That's it. You are getting it." She smiled lightly, the expression stretching across Jason's features as well. The bells went on. Picking, chipping, dragging. Jason had good endurance. Kuani could give him that. After a while, Kuani left Jason, floating lightly so she appeared to be sitting on a stone. "We are making a laboratory, or so I was told. The Jamoura are smart and they want to know more so here we are, building a lab." She did not know too many details. She was a builder, not a woman of science. "I was told it was going to be used for work with botany or something." She looked at him with jealous eyes. The man could work, she could only watch or wear him while he worked. "What do you do? I mean clearly you are not a miner or a builder. How did you get roped into working to build this?" Kuani knew that soon they would need to find more help. If Jason was the only one working, the lab would never be finished. "In a bit we will take a break and look or help. Just one more bell." She needed to work the man a bit. "After we get this area cleared out, we are going to need to put up supports. Actually we should probably do that as we go along. I don't have to worry about dying but you are… perishable."

[Jason Alexander]

Working to clear to rest of the room from of the loose stones, the Ghost named Kuani continued talking while watching him work. “What do you do? I mean clearly you are not a miner or a builder. How did you get roped into working to build this?" She asked. Swing things the pick axe once more, “I am a Mage in the Arts of Reimancy and Summoning, as well a Scientist in the areas of Medicine, Philtering, and Botany. So no, I am not a miner nor a builder.” He grumbled out through his constant swinging of the pickaxe. Looking with no difference within her expressions, she spoke once more, "In a bit we will take a break and look or help. Just one more bell." She needed to work the man a bit. "After we get this area cleared out, we are going to need to put up supports. Actually we should probably do that as we go along. I don't have to worry about dying but you are… perishable." “Very well, you’re the…. Boss.” Continuing to clear out the room for the next bell, one thought kept going through his mind, ‘This is going to be a long day.’

[Creeper]

Skills Reimancy: 1 Detection: 1 Stealth: 1 Observation: 1 Leadership: 1 Negotiation: 1 Bodybuilding: 1 Mining: 2 Interrogation: 1   Lores The Chill of a Ghost Passing Through The Dangers of Interrupting a Conversation Basic Isurian Mining Technique Feeling of Being Possessed Isurian Terras Clan is All Women   Other Itchy Rash Like Welts for Two Days It's too bad this thread couldn't be finished, I would've liked to have seen this location created. Jason really doesn't like being bossed around does he? Anywhoser, well done!