eden dire (spearmaiden) wrote in emillion, @ 2014-09-26 09:56:00 |
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They'd managed to help out a few villages in the two weeks. Eden was starting to feel the effects of constant city living the longer they were out. While she loved the countryside, she'd grown accustomed to a lot of the comforts and accessibility of things Emillion had to offer. Oh, sweet, affordable luxuries. She wasn't going to start complaining, however. Any shortcomings on her part were her own fault and she knew it. Besides, everyone had been working hard together to help the people. The people were mostly grateful, with a few gripers, but there was one in every village. For now, she found herself outside a mine with her fellow rangers. She wasn't particularly thrilled about being in there, especially hearing that a dragon had decided to move in. According to the villagers it used to live on the other side of the hill, nestled in the cliff face, but moved into their mine when the behemoth came. They left it well enough alone, except they needed to work in order to receive money and goods from the capital. They knew they weren't the only resource for metals, but they took a lot of pride in their work. "So. Going in or drawing it out?" |