Post by Mr. Mundy on Aug 31, 2014 12:25:09 GMT
Mundy whistled a tune to himself, leaning against a tree just outside the entrance to Londinium. His services as a woodcrafter were required, but his main problem was that he didn't actually have any wood to craft with. Tools were easy enough to find - he could borrow them off of Landers without issue. But he hadn't enough money to buy planks for himself, so he had to gather them by himself. But as he was a bow-user, it would be difficult for him to go out on his own - what with not actually having a backup weapon.
As he waited, Mundy examined the axe in his hand. A basic one - one that likely wouldn't be of much use in combat - but it would be enough to lop down a few trees. Some for the wand he was being asked to make, and the rest would go to wooden items he could sell at the market. He thought that maybe he'd use the money for a fancy dinner for once - or maybe a new bow. The little expedition could even net him some met - something to sell to chefs. He didn't want to dwell on it, though. He needed to focus on what was going on now.
As he waited, Mundy examined the axe in his hand. A basic one - one that likely wouldn't be of much use in combat - but it would be enough to lop down a few trees. Some for the wand he was being asked to make, and the rest would go to wooden items he could sell at the market. He thought that maybe he'd use the money for a fancy dinner for once - or maybe a new bow. The little expedition could even net him some met - something to sell to chefs. He didn't want to dwell on it, though. He needed to focus on what was going on now.
