[center][h1][color=plum]Niara Rootwick[/color][/h1]
[h3]~ Abandoned Farmland ~[/h3]
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A farmer, indeed. Came with seeds all ready to be planted, even. She was awfully quick to offer them up to the bird, even if it was just a few. Well, she must have plenty more, then, right? That aughta be fine, then. [color=plum]”Ooh, I don’t think you’ll have too much trouble wrangling up a hand or two to help you out. I’d love to get a few plants going, myself.”[/color]

She approached with the little bird and inspected the seeds as it ate them up, the cute little fluff. She pushed that one single feather on its head around a bit, [color=plum]”I hope it lays eggs, how big do you think they are? I dunno if we’ll need to find a boy or girl friend for it, or how fast their grow, either. There’s a few of us, so we’ll probably want more, whatever the case.”[/color]

She pat the bird’s head, [color=plum]”was that wheat? Hm.. we’d need a mill, wouldn’t we?”[/color] She looked up and around before her eyes landed on the building nearby. [color=plum]”That [i]would[/i] be convenient.. In case that building isn’t the mill we need, did you bring any other seeds, deary?”[/color] Niara gave the bird a scritch or two before she started to head toward the shack. Whether they had other seeds or not, they had wheat. That would mean bread and baked goods.

[color=plum]”Whatever it is, it’s not in great shape.”[/color] Whether calling back over her shoulder or speaking to a Yingmei that came with her, Niara noted to herself, [color=plum]“not that I expected much else, honestly.”[/color]