Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190221011452/@comment-25828117-20190221225154

This intensive labor continued until the moonlight swapped took over from the sun and things got dark.

Graicus had noticed a white stag watching him from across the river as he himself hauled off the last tree with Forta. He had seen it somewhere before... Or he could swear had.

He quickly dismissed it after the deer had gone. Wild life could look the same after all.

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"And that's that."

Graicus rubbed his hands as the last log lay in place. Over the river now lay a modest little bridge that could theoretically hold all three of them but it would probably be best to go over one by one.