Late morning light falls across Nabbitt Farms as Elbee comes up the road from Devia, carrying a polished wooden invitation in one hand and a basket of breakfast pastries in the other.
Elbee
Morning, friends. The residents are gathering near city hall, and they want Tarna publicly welcomed beside you. They believe her presence will steady the reforms.
He offers the invitation toward Dagg, then sets the pastry basket on the porch rail. Its warm scent mingles with hay, leather, and the clean breath of the fields.
Tarna Óhagganlegur
That is generous of Devia. But you expect Dagg beside me, do you not? They want to see the partnership, not merely hear my name praised.
Merrin Holt
The farm can manage a day or two, but not much longer without both of you. The animals and the children’s work still need watching.
Tarna studies the invitation, pleased but thoughtful. Elbee waits with patient confidence, while Merrin glances toward the barns and the road beyond, measuring what the farm can spare.
Elbee
No one means to pull you away from home, Dagg. But if you both stand with Devia, the people will understand that these reforms belong to the whole community.
“Well let us get going and attend this meeting. I have plans to announce something for the public anyways.”
SUCCESS (Superb Agility, rolled +0)