The sun begins to shine over the East Mines in Minoc while some rustling is heard from inside a nearby tent. Travis stretches and reaches for his short pants. "Hey Legion, you ready for another hard day at work?" His horse looks at him and then looks at the snow on the ground just outside the tent and gives a huff. Travis chuckles and pats Legion on the hip. "It's ok boy, once we get moving it won't be so bad. The snow will be a comfort when yer busting your rump carrying the logs around."
Travis takes out his flask and takes a sip. "Damn'd if that doesn't put hair on your ba..." he stops what he's saying quickly upon hearing someone riding up to the tent. Travis grabs his hammer and readies it above his head. The door rustles a bit and begins to open. Travis poises himself behind the door and gets ready to swing.
Yorl walks into the tent and Travis takes a swing. Yorl dodges it easily and chuckles. "What are you doing?" he askes. Travis begins breathing and demands "I could have killed you. What are you doing up so early?" Yorl smirks and tells him "First off Mr lover, not fighter, you would lose a fight with a crossbill even if a bard boosted you. And there was a late night hunt with the Wolf Pack and I'm just getting in to put our spoils away." Travis is humbled a bit Yorls comment and puts his hammer away. "I'm just not used to seeing anyone else up this early is all. Legion, follow me, we don't need this kind of abuse." Travis grabs his axe and heads for the door. Legion looks hopefully at Yorl while Travis opens the door. Travis looks back since he doesn't hear Legion following. "Legion FOLLOW ME!" he says even louder. Legion reluctantly follows Travis out the door. Upon exiting the door he tries to shake off the cold of the brisk morning air and gives a final glance back towards Yorl who's already busy digging through his backpacks from the night's hunt.
They wonder down to the Healing Hand. "This looks like a good place to start." he says to Legion as he grabs his axe ready to start chopping. As he cleaves into the tree, he starts counting the logs. "10, 22, 31, 43, 52, 60, 69, and 70" He wonders over to the Willow tree to his left and starts again. "12, 25, damn screwed that up, 37, 49, 61, 69..." He grumbles a bit for messing up and losing a good log. He walks over towards the Walnut tree to his left. Looking around, he notices that Legion is no where to be seen. "Legion, where the heck are you?"
Travis backtracks his footsteps in the snow back to where he last saw Legion. He starts following the horse's hoofprints and they seem to lead into the Healing Hand. "Oh I hope he isn't hurt. He's a smart one and knows that's where I go when I get hurt." With a slight panic in his heart he goes into the healer's place. Once he enters his fears turn to annoyance.
Legion is standing near the warm oven while 2 of the healers and petting and brushing him. "You lazy mule. Get your butt out here and help me. We've got work to do and yer in here getting all cozy and pampered. Keep this up and I'm sending you to the butcher and not to get warm." Travis walks back towards the door. He turns around to see his horse still standing there. "Legion follow me!" he demands. Still nothing.
"Legion follow me!"
"Legion follow me!"
"Legion follow me!"
"Legion follow me!"
Legion finally succumbs and follows him out the door.
"I swear, I don't know why I put up with you. One of these days I will make true to my words." Travis grabs his axe back out of his backpack and wonders back to the Walnut tree he left off at. Before he begins to chop he looks to make sure that Legion was still with him. "Now don't go being a sissy and running back to warm your butt in there. We're here to work and those healers have better things to do than to pamper the likes of you." He turns back to the tree and begins to chop. "11, 23, 35, ..."
Legion bends down and picks up a stone in his mouth and tosses behind Travis. Travis thinking it might be another treefellow turns around quickly to see what it is. Legion takes that moment and with his big head knocks into Travis' back, knocking him into a big pile of snow. Travis crawls as fast as he can and then stands up and starts running away from the treefellow he thinks just hit him. He glances back and only sees Legion there. Travis stops running and turns towards his steed and walks sternly up to him. "I swear to all that is holy and unholy I have NO idea why I keep you. Oh wait yes I do." A smirk crosses his face and he says...
"Legion fetch!"
Another beautiful morning.
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