From inside the wagon, Garen grins and waves, stuffing a bubbly pie - probably for effect or maybe he really does eat that much. He waves to everyone as he motions for the team to move. "Git yup!" he yells, muffled, to the team of runner. As the team pulls past Paric and Darlia, he grins. "Look'n forward to your food my next visit, maam." he yells out laughing heartily.

Gaederon climbs down off the woodpile to see if any more pies are left, and seeing none smiles remembering how good they were.

Paric chuckles and shakes his head.

Garen urges the team of runners to pull the Smithcraft Hall Wagon forward.

Smithcraft Hall Wagon being pulled by a very well-fed team of runners moves to the Forest Path.

Darlia looks up and her eyes follow the path of the wagon before she goes to her tent.

Paric glances over at Cera, "Hey love...perhaps a bit of a break. Darlia made some bubblies...what's left of them."

Cera pauses in her path, "Ahh hello sweets...No thank you I forgot something back in our room that I need to get.."

Cera swings up onto Khaki's back.

Gaederon wanders over to Bryon and claps him on the back "How are you this glorious day?"

Paric nods and takes one of the remaining pies.

From Khaki's back, Cera waves to Paric, "I will see you later...is there anything that you need before I go?"

Paric shakes his head, "No love...I think that we are fine! See you soon!"

From Khaki's back, Cera nods and spurs the runner forward.

Khaki walks to the Forest Path.

Crespa suddenly disappears ::between::!

Gaederon walking over to Paric "What next sir?"

Paric chuckles and shakes his head. "Well...," he begins to say as he walks over to a table with several large drawings on them. "I think we can at least help with some of the digging that needs to be done." He points to several locations. "Why don't you see if you two can get some shovels and wheelbarrows and begin diggin here," he says pointing to the section where the new Hall will be. "We can dig out to the other buildings as we go."

Gaederon says, "Are we diging a foundation or for a Slab? I want to know how deep to go."

Ransor says, "Yeah, good point..."

Paric looks over toward the northern section of the clearing where some people are already removing earth. "Yes...over there. Just try to stay within the stakes." He turns and chuckles at the apprentice. "Deep? Ah .. about as deep as you are twice tall!"

Paric chuckles, "That will be where the kitchen store rooms, classrooms, and tunnels to the craft buildings will be."

Gaederon looks a bit surprised, but heads over to where there are shovels piled, Grabs a shovel and moves to the place Paric indicated.

Ransor grins and heads over to make an initial inspection of the ground. "Hmm...soft ground, shouldn't take long."

Heather steps lightly and gracefully in from the Forest.

Paric chuckles and shakes his head as he turns back to the drawings.

Bryon follows Gaederon and Ransor, picking up a shovel as he heads toward the staked out plot of ground

Gaederon Laughs at Ransor "Perhaps it is soft on top Ransor, let's wait till we get more than two blades deep before we decide how long it will take." Continues to chuckle to himself as he presses foot to shovel and begins to dig.

Heather hmms slightly as she wipes a bead of sweat from her brow, "Well now...so this is the right place, " she mutters to herself, hands resting upon her hips as she clicks her teeth and looks around.

Ransor begins digging too, smiling a little. "Yeah, maybe you're right, Gaed..."

You notice Heather looking at you.

Paric scratches the side of his neck and looks back toward the stream. He turns at the sound of the voice, "Ah...Heather. I see you've found our secluded hideout!"

Gaederon says, "Just immagine we are diging up gemstones or gold for marks or something, makes the diging go so much faster..."

Bryon puts the end of the shovel against the dirt, putting his foot on the back of it and pressing down. After the shovel is in the ground he pulls it out, taking a good amount of dirt with it..

Heather chuckles softly as she nods, "Yes, just having a peek, thought since I was at the quarry I would come out here and see when you might need the stone.." she tilts her head to one side as she continues to scan the area, a hand lightly over her brow to block the sunshine, "seems a large enough area." she says to Paric.

Ransor continues to press into the ground, starting to sweat with the hard work.

Gaederon having a shovel full of dirt, and being well away from the edge of the marked out area, decides to see if there is a barrow for the dirt.

Heather chuckles under her breath at Gaederon's comment, "You could always come to the minecraft and work..we will gladly teach you *how* to dig," she wiggles her brows and chuckles goodnaturedly.

Paric chuckles and nods, "Yea..it is. We've got them started on digging out the area which will be housing our storerooms right now." He chuckles as he looks back toward the Smithcraft apprentices hard at work. Turning back to Heather, "Hmmm..now the stone. I figure that we can probably just start moving it up here as soon as we can. I believe that Garen was heading down to Blacksands with the wagon...though I'm sure he can swing by and start helping moving some of the stone up."

Gaederon walking over to Heather looks into her eyes questioningly "Perhaps you should teach me right now, so that I may perform my duties properly, and not waste my effort?"

Gaederon turning a bit red "Gaederon, Maam... Sorry to not Introduce myself" A bit out of breath

Ransor chuckles and continues to dig, stopping every now and then to check his progress.

Heather chuckles at Gaederon as she pats her tummy, "You know I would really love to..but L'var wouldn't be to please, I suppose I could have Versalth come over and dig a bit..L'var's bronze is never *really* busy.." she giggles as she turns to Paric and nods, "hopefully the small supply at BS will be enough for now, we have the some others at the quarry working as we speak, but it is alot of back labor, we are just lucky it is winter..or the heat in the quarry would be stiffling.." she cringes lightly as she wipes another bead of sweat from her brow.

Bryon chuckles as he keeps digging, sweat not on his brow

Paric frowns and looks over at Gaederon, "Hmmm...yes...perhaps we should send you up to the Quarry with Miner Craftmaster Heather and she can put you to work there!"

Gaederon Looking down at his feet "I only thought that Diging and piling the dirt up inside the boundry would waste time. I am sorry sir."

Ransor raises an eyebrow, looking over at Paric, but continues to dig, minding his own business.

Bryon chuckles at Gaederon as he continues to dig, not in a mean way, more in a you'll learn way...

Paric chuckles and nods at Heather's comment. "Yes...that is true. I think we'll send Gaed here up to pick up a load nonetheless. He can go up with Garen after he gets back in couple of days."

Heather clears her throat and smiles at Gaederon pleasantly, a twinkle within her eyes, "I am Heather minecraft Craftmaster.." she extends a callused hand to Gaederon as she winks at Paric, "sharding out going for an Apprentice.." her voice teasing.

Paric chuckles and grins, "Yes...he is isn't he?"

Gaederon reaches out his hand to the Minecraft Craftmaster "I... Yes sir."

Ransor trades grins with Bryon and continues to dig, noticing how fast the job seems to be coming along.

Heather says, "nods as she wiggles her brows and hmms, "We can always use the help, and hauling such a load as that will take time.." she pauses and looks at the Apprentice, "as well as muscles,.." her eyes scanning the lad for obvious muscles, "just don't send any..weak people..can't have anyone hurt lifting a few rocks.." she grins crookedly as she talks to Paric."

Paric chuckles and nods, "Well...Gaed here was showing his prowness at carrying stacks of boards. I'm sure that he'll be able to handle a couple of stone blocks!"

Heather looks at Gaed and hmms, "Wiry..he might hold up..though.." she pauses and shrugs, "we might have to feed him a few good meals and toughen him up a wee bit..make a real miner out of him.." she hides her chuckles as she looks back at the area, "nice area, but will it flood in the spring..or with storms?" she asks Paric.

Paric chuckles and turns back to Gaederon, "Yea...wasn't Garen saying something about eating more?" He says with a grin. "Why don't you head back up to the digging. And I expect that you will pay attention to who it is you are talking to the next time!"

Bryon smiles at Heather's assesment of Gaederon while he continues digging, leaving the masters to themselves...

Heather watches both Paric and Gaed as she sighs deeply taking in the cool air, "I really should get out more..the air here is so fresh.." she grins as she crosses her arms and then asks, "is that where the mill will be, by the stream?" she points to the area she thinks it will be.

Paric nods, "Yep...once we start getting walls built we'll install the millworks. We still have to craft the water wheel and gears."

Bryon continues shoveling dirt without stopping, sweat beginning to slowly gather on his brow

Heather's mouth forms an -0- like shape as she listens and nods, her hair lightly sways over her shoulder as she tosses it back into place, "I see..well this will cost you plenty, but.." she shrugs lightly, "I suppose we can talk cost at another time, unless you are ready to start some discussion on it now?" her emerald eyes sparkle, as she waits upon Paric's response.

Paric chuckles, "Well.. I don't see why can't talk a little about the costs." He turns to the drawings. "Well...you've seen the drawings and the actual work site. What are your impressions as to what you need from us?"

Gaederon returns to his shovel and decides to just have at it...

Bryon chuckles as Gaederon begins shoveling quickly. Bryon continues on at the same steady pace that he's had for the last twenty minutes

Heather hmms as she scratches her chin, "I have a parchment of some of the stone you will be needing,Evan said he wanted grey granite for the bldings, and a light grey marble for the large staircase in the main hall.." she sighs, "I tried to get him to decide on something a little more dramatic..but.."and she shrugs, "does this sound correct to you?" she asks as she looks over her parchment and the edges try to recurl in her fingers.

Heather watches Bryon quietly as she looks back at her parchment, her mind going over figures as she asks Byron, "You keep that up and you will make the other Apprentices jealous.." she smiles softly at Bryon as she turns her attention back to Paric.

Bryon laughs and keeps digging, "I just want to get it done, ma'am.." he mutters as he shovels...

Gaederon mutters under his breath "if he keeps that up he will be exhausted in no time, and the rest of us will have to finish."

Gaederon presses shovel to dirt and carries the load out of the marked area.

Paric chuckles and nods, "Yes...that sounds like Evan. Though I'm not sure if we need the complete grandeur of the marble. How is it on handling to wear and tear?"

Bryon smiles and keeps digging, "Gaederon, I've had to do this before, a lot..." he mutters as he keeps digging and tossing the dirt into a pile outside of the stakes area

Gaederon continues to remove the thatch and turf from the surface of the dig.

Heather nods at Bryon as she sighs, "Could use a man like that to haul more stone..when the time comes..need strong arms and backs.." she mutters under her breath as she again looks at Paric, "well, it can handle everyday wear and tear...but if you plan on dropping hard tools or the like upon it, it will get dinked.." she wrinkles her nose, "but you can't beat the look of a good marble, all that granite should have at least one eye opening material in it, and he wanted a slate roof..you would think for a project like this, you would want something that will be a landmark for the future..something to look back on in pride.." she sighs, a furrow fills her forehead from her frown, "not just how much it will cost, but will you take pride in your hall turns down the line?" she tsks under her breath, "all that grey.."

Paric chuckles, "Well...Evan is a little tight with the marks as it were..." He rubs his chin for a second then looks back up at Heather, "Well...perhaps we can have marble for the Gather Hall floor..." he says pointing to the drawing. "And...perhaps something that would look nice for the large fireplace."

Ransor continues to dig, not starting to tire /too/ much...

Darlia smiles as she leaves her tent, noticing all the work that is going on she nods to Paric, glancing at the newcomer.

Heather hmms deeply as she nods, "Could even have a mantle..something to place..ahh..smith stuff upon.." she grins as she considers, "you know a nice polished river stone fire place would be nice, but perhaps a bit rustic for a marble flooring..hmm..do you still want all that grey?" she inquires, her eyes scaning Paric's features, "just a touch of color might be nice, but it is your hall.."

Heather nods to Darlia as she smiles and points to her parchment, "What about something for the front entry?..perhaps on the front of the blding, or the steps?..something different?"

Gaederon having cleared a large area of turf begins to press in deeper.

Paric chuckles, "Well...we could deal with a polished granite. Not all granite is grey is it?"

Bryon continues digging as he looks around at the dirt and everything. The bandage on his arm is beginning to turn red on the upper part of his arm...

Ransor stops a bit to wipe sweat from his brow, breathing heavily. He looks around, checking the sky, and continues to dig, a bit faster than before.

The sound of metal scraping on sand and rock begins to fill the area of the clearing.
Heather chuckles and shakes her head, "No..some is quite lovely, even with a tinge of pink in it..but Evan wanted grey.." her opinion on all that grey is clearly written upon her features, "he said that is what tapestries are for.." she rolls her eyes.

Gaederon presses shovel to ground, the crunch of earth loud in his ears, and the scrape of the rocks in the soil piercing him like knives.

Heather hmms softly as she quickly adds, "And what about the foundation?..you going to have several levels, we have to have a strong foundation.." she looks up from the plans to her parchment taking more notes.

Paric nods, "Yes...three levels actually." he says flipping through the drawings. "This is the lower level. You can see here where the bearing walls will be. And these extend up to the upper levels."

Heather scans the plans and hmms deeply, her mind wondering, "I see, well..hmm." she mutters softly, "you having arches or regular entry ways?"

Ransor walks to the Forest Path.

Ransor walks in from the Forest.

Gaederon finds himself in a hole up to his hips, and decides to widen it a bit.

Ransor continues to shove roughly into the ground, hauling soft, brown earth up and onto a pile. He has cleared out quite a large area now.

Paric nods, "Archways in the main gathering areas. Regular openings in the other areas." he says flipping a couple of pages down to another drawing which shows a different perspective.

Heather watches Paric and wonders if she missed his reply she smiles silly like and asks, "Perhaps you didn't hear me.." she then ahhs under her breath as she listens to Paric, "I see, well arches are fine, they can hold alot, but you need to have different cut stone for those areas.." she hmms as she puts the writting tool slightly against her cheek, "well, I suppose this will do for now..but marks will be tallying up as we go, is that alright with you?"

Paric chuckles and nods. "Though I'm sure Evan wouldn't like it. But if that is what you need to do." He looks back over the drawing then back over at the site. "I think ... umm...Perhaps we can do some of this in trade."

Heather wiggles her brows, "Trade?" she hmms, "we could use some new tools and the like, and a Journeyman is working on a pump.." she hmms, "perhaps we could at that.." her smile grows to cheshire cat proportions.

Paric smiles broadens into a grin, his hand rubbing at his chin. He nods, "Good...get me a list of what you need and I'll see to it."

Gaederon finds himself opening up his hole into the hole Ransor has been diging, getting a pile of dirt on top of him.

Heather nods as she hmms, "I will have to send my Journeyman to you, he has the plans..I haven't really gotten a good look at them as yet..but we could sure use a pump.." she nods as she stretches and looks at the sun, "well I better be heading back, Versalth will be waiting..and L'var doesn't like to wait to long.." she grins as she extends her hand to Paric and tucks her parchment under her arm, "good to see you again,"

Gaederon says, "Sorry Ransor. Hey lets open this up a bit and make it easier to dig."

Paric chuckles and nods as he shakes Heather's hand. "Very good .. and it was great to see you once again! And you should be seeing Garen or someone else from the Smithcraft down at Blacksands in the next couple of day."

Ransor nods to Gaed, brushing dirt off and grinning. "No prob." He continues to help him open the hole wider.

Heather nods as she smiles, "That would be fine,..take care now..and keep those Appies working...we will need to start laying the foundation soon.." she looks at the sky, "before the spring rains begin.." and off she heads to the dragon..

Heather goes home.

Paric turns back and walks over to the growing dirt pile and stands at the edge of one of the holes, "Good job so far,

Ransor, Gaederon!" he says eyeing the work they've accomplished so far.

Gaederon says, "Do you think we should dig wide first or deep, I prefer wide because then it is easier to dig down."

Ransor nods in agreement. "Yeah, that'd be faster..." He looks up at Paric from the hole, waiting for an answer.

Paric chuckles and nods, "Yes...dig out from where you are. It should make it easier for you when you get deeper to get out of the hole!"

Ransor smiles and nods, digging even faster outwards from where he's standing.

Gaederon begins to shovel sideways pulling dirt onto his feet, and then picking it up and tossing it out to the pile.

Gaederon turns to Ransor "I immagine this would be much easier if there were a dragon or two about to help dig..."

Gaederon stops mid sentence thinking about something.

Ransor grins at Gaed and chuckles. "Wishful thinking, friend. Dragons have better things to do than dig."

Gaederon says, "I met a dragon recently..."

Gaederon says, "It was K'len's Brown Keshalth."

Gaederon presses in finding the dirt to be very loose, and makes great progress pulling it from the wall of the hole.

Ransor nods. "I was born in High Reaches Weyr...my parents made me join a Craft, though. This one, obviously. But my younger brother aims to be a rider, I hear." He says all this as he works.

Paric chuckles and shakes his head as he heads back over to the work table.

Paric rubs his chins and ponders Ransor and Gaederon's conversation about dragons doing digging. "Hmmm..."

Ransor sighs, continuing the task, and noting how near to completion they are. He casts a glance over at Paric, but coninues the tiring work.

Gaederon begins lifting large shovelfulls of dirt from the bottom of the pit he and Ransor have made, also sensing the completion of this level of the diging.

Ransor assists Gaed in scooping out all the excess dirt that is on the bottom. When they're done with this, he sighs tiredly. "I believe a break is in order," he says with a grin.

Gaederon wiping sweat from his brow "I sure hope so, my back and arms are beginning to complain loudly.

Gaederon says, "Mucking stalls is much lighter work than diging earth."

Ransor grins and nods.

Gaederon Chuckles, a bit out of breath "This earth sure smells better though.:

Ransor nods and can imagine. "Indeed..." he climbs out of the hole and takes a few steps back, sureveying their work. "Not bad..."

Gaederon scrapes his shovel about the bottom a bit, picking up loose clumps of earth and tossing them onto the pile, always mindful to finish a job.

Ransor sighs, wiping sweat from his brow and eyeing the stream.

Gaederon climbing up out of the hole and scraping the shovel off with the heal of his shoe, places it back on the pile with the others.

Ransor also tosses his shovel onto the pile. He yawns, stretching. "I need a nap. Be back later." Still yawning, he heads to his tent.

Ransor enters Dusty Tent.

Gaederon brushes the dirt from his body and goes for a walk

Gaederon walks to the Forest Path.