Veino Garn
Saaraai-Kaar
Veino slung his bag over his shoulder again and placed his hat on the head as he received the message. What was this about now? Only way to find out was to go see. He strode from his chamber and up to the garden nexus, relaxing as he entered its field of energy. Then he paused, and walked over to a barrel of rainwater and dipped out water in a nearby jug. Droplets trailed down his hand and back into the barrel.
The tree was looking a little wilted. It probably wasn't used to this kind of humidity and temperatures. Veino hurried over and gently tipped the water out to splash gently around the roots of the tree, where it quickly vanished into the soil. That was better.
The tree was looking a little wilted. It probably wasn't used to this kind of humidity and temperatures. Veino hurried over and gently tipped the water out to splash gently around the roots of the tree, where it quickly vanished into the soil. That was better.