July 13, 2002.
Grinstead Hold, Pre-dawn:Dining Hall (#340)
A cozy place, the hall's walls are covered with tapestries depicting historical Threadfights and scenes relating to the Farmers' and Grinstead Residents daily work. Along the outside wall, several windows allow light inside, illuminating the Hall with natural daylight. Tables and chairs made from local wood are padded with the Hall and Hold's white green and golden yellow colors. A hearth sits in the back of the room, primarily for the coziness of a crackling fire rather than any need to provide warmth. Several pots of heating beverages simmer over the fire, while a table laden with food stand to one side of the hearth, always ready to provide snacks or food for a hungry crafter or holder. The smell of food being prepared escapes from the kitchen entrance. Perched by the hearth is a blue firelizard. You see Tray of Goodies, Stone Hearth, Auntie Em, Torail, Menu, Picnic Basket, and Painting here. Dale is here. Obvious exits: Main Hallway Kitchen Hold House
Dale stops slighty to the entrence into the Dinning Hall from the Hold house. He gives a slighty nod to those already in the room as he makes his way over to a table along the side but close to the front. The smith takes a seat looking around a little to the others giving a good moning wave to Sta cheerfully.
Stanbogan moves towards Dale as she sips her pre-dawn klah. "Well, I assume that it will take a few minutes for everyone to get their klah and wake at this hour."
Dale nods a little looking up, "Yes I believe it might. I know that others will show up and I am use to getting up early in the morning." He stands and moves over towards the kitchen returning quickly with a mug of klah. He sips form it and remains standing for the moment, "I hope they come and if I can be of any asistance I have a fair bit of tiem now."
Stanbogan says, "Should we have any people awake at this unPernly hour, maybe you can take the time to explain the structure that you are building for us."
Tabaya walks in from the Hold House.
Dale nods a little looking from the Headwoman to Tebaya. The smith offers a nod and then turning back to Sta, "Yes Headwoman as you ask it will be done. Nothing major but I will do the best I can." He smiles and waits for her to start before he goes on with what the building is about.
Stanbogan waves to Tabaya. "welcome!" she calls. "If you don't mind joining us over here so, with so few we need not shout." Then she nods to Dale, "of course, I'll just let Tabya get herself settled."
Tabaya wanders into the dining hall and offers a nod towards the Smith Master before making her way towards the duo. "Yes Ma'am," is offered with a cheerful nod and smile from the teen.
Stanbogan places a full pot of klah and an extra mug for Tabaya on the table as well as a medium tray of sticky buns for snacking. "well, that should be in reach of everyone." Sta smiles. "Now, we were talking about this excess build up of odds and ends that have been accumulating around the hold, and having a market to sell off some things. Master Dale, has volunteered to build a shed so that we can have a sale, and was just about to tell us his plans for that. Sir, you have the floor."
Dale nods and waits a little while she takes a seat. He gets started a little bit slowly, "Ok well I am construction a building for the mini-gather here. If will be small but then it will be large enough to hold a few crafters. Just a building with a metal room held up by 5 post. One at each corner and then one in the middle. They will be connected with boards along the top. I have most of this compleatwed and getting close to placing the metal upon the top." He nods and looks between the top of them stopping long enough to get a sip of mug.
Tabaya sits and listens to the discussion, remainging quiet and intent as she does so. As she listens Taba reaches out and pours herself a mug of klah.
Stanbogan also takes a sip of klah before continuing, "I really like the idea that we will all be together in the same place, even as the swinning and barbecue is happening, and that shed sounds like just the thing to allow everyone to see everything. Thank you, Master." She inclines her head briefly and looks around with a sigh, "I had hoped that more of the hold would be up preparing to go to the fields at this hour, but ... I am planning on having a table of things from trhe hold that have been just hanging around unused in the storage closet upstairs, and I was wondering if anyone else had any ideas."
Dale nods and smiles taking a seat, "Yes ma'am and I will keep you informed with the information."
A runner enters and hands a note to Master Dale who immediately stands. "I must go. Duty calls, he announces as he follows the messanger.
Ooh, a quiet teen, well, it's Taba. Not having much knowledge in the current area, of gathers and organizing large events. So she sips her klah and simply listens to the current matter. As the Smith Master leaves the young girl sends out a wave after him
Stanbogan also calls a "Thank you to Master Dale then turns to Taba. Maybe you could help me at the gather by being the person who gives out the glasses of free cider. We should be getting a shipment from Gar, and I will not be able to do both things. What do you think, Taba?"
Tabaya offers a smile to the Headwoman. "Certainly I can assist you," she notes cheerfully. "Besides, nearly anything to do with a gather is fun."
Stanbogan chuckles as she finishes her klah. "Thak you, I am certainly looking forward to a break from the regular work around the hold. It should be interesting to see some people from different places on the island." Sta pauses for breath. "Do you have any questions?"
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Tabaya shakes her head as Stanbogan comes to the question. "No, no questions to ask at this moment in time," she offers with a nod of affermation. "Is there anything else I can help you with while I'm at it?"
Stanbogan stops to think for a moment, her unfocused eyes showing her concentration. "Not at the moment, I guess, unless you want to help people get ready." Sta stops.
Tabaya nods slightly. "I'll see what I can do Ma'am," she offers.
Stanbogan, with a swirl of her skirts, places her used dishes on the table by the side, and excuses herself. "There is much to do, and I must be off to start collecting things." She waves briefly.
You go to the Hold House.
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