Pellapnia is happy with their progress, but they are forgetting something. No matter. She begins to weave another dream at her loom of the mind...
You awaken in your tent. The sky outside is a starry night, but you feel as rested and refreshed as if you had slept to the morning. You stand and leave the tent, seeing the camp is empty except for you - a dream of some sort? However, you are struck with sudden inspiration, and hurry off to the supply tents immediately...
Many minutes later, you have created what you saw in your mind's eye - a mat, made from four squares of leather and stuffed with the wool of the Sheep. It fits one person, but could easily be modified to accommodate two. And, despite the slight roughness of the leather, it provides a very soft and comfortable place on which to sit, recline, or sleep. You feel this would greatly benefit the community nap, as the current situation requires its participants to use the ground instead.
Suddenly, you feel very tired, and you lie down on one of your stuffed mats, quickly falling asleep.
Pellapnia takes this dream and bestows it upon the village's most skilled tailor as they sleep that night.
Your mastery of dreams is unmatched. Each aspect of a dream, you know, is not unlike a cloth. Intricate threads must be pulled and placed in exactly the right location to weave a true masterpiece. You spend hours carefully constructing your vision, and once you are content with the product, you push it down upon one of your crafters, a young man who specializes in the weaving of baskets.
You awaken in your tent. The sky outside is a starry night, but you feel as rested and refreshed as if you had slept to the morning. You stand and leave the tent, seeing the camp is empty except for you - a dream of some sort? However, you are struck with sudden inspiration, and hurry off to the supply tents immediately...
Many minutes later, you have created what you saw in your mind's eye - a mat, made from four squares of leather and stuffed with the wool of the Sheep. It fits one person, but could easily be modified to accommodate two. And, despite the slight roughness of the leather, it provides a very soft and comfortable place on which to sit, recline, or sleep. You feel this would greatly benefit the community nap, as the current situation requires its participants to use the ground instead.
Suddenly, you feel very tired, and you lie down on one of your stuffed mats, quickly falling asleep.*roll*
He awakes with a start, and instantly recognizes that such a vivid dream could not have been the creation of his own mind, but rather a carefully crafted guide by The Dreamweaver to guide him toward his purpose. He breaks into a full sprint, eager to please his god.
After a short time, the first rough mattress has been created. Four pieces of leather, stuffed with wool, and roughly stitched closed with the animal tendon they use as twine. He sits down on it, and is surprised with just how comfy it is. He runs off to speak to the elder about his new creation.
Though you noticed your power drain, it was by an overly inconsequential amount. You feel more than strong enough to continue to act this season.
((Not gone yet, though I'm stuck using a rather old laptop now.))
"The plant is called corn. I could possibly create some seed for you, but it would be very draining for me. Before I resort to that, I will first attempt to locate some of the plants in the wild so that I may guide you to them."
Endion uses the pool, attempting to find wild corn plants within two hexes of the Zekki Zakki. If that's successful, he displays an aerial view from above the area in the fire to guide the Zekki Zakki to the corn. If he can't find any corn, he instead creates some seed corn kernels for the Zekki Zakki, trying to leave enough of his power that he may speak once or twice more in the season.
"The plant is called corn. I could possibly create some seed for you, but it would be very draining for me. Before I resort to that, I will first attempt to locate some of the plants in the wild so that I may guide you to them."*roll*
You carefully search the wilds around your tribe, and are very pleased to find several corn plants growing in the fields to the west. These ones seem to have mutated slightly, with larger cobs growing atop the stalks, leading to extra yield per plant. You quickly redirect your energy to the fire, causing it to now depict a field in which five cobs of the grain grow. The illusion shifts, showing an arrow pointing at a setting sun to depict to them a direction to follow.
The shaman quickly catches on, and sends two men and a women to gather supplies for a short trek. They head out west, and after a few hours of walking, find the corn. They carefully harvest each plant, using a dull axe head to dig underneath each stalk. They do this because they believe this soil is what allowed them to grow, but you understand that they have accidentally stumbled upon a way to kick start their agriculture; by taking the plants roots and all, they will be able to begin harvesting and growing their fields much faster. The party sets off back towards town, two of them carrying the basket holding the five corn plants between them.
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Topic: Divinity (IC Thread) - Summer, Year 1 (Read 9048 times)