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The tiny scout was in a foul mood. She had taken herself to the borders to find dozens of the pikes and skulls scattered about the land. Zana was not pleased, though she could tell by further examination that it seemed a battle of sorts had been fought here and their own horses or someone's horses had trampled the pikes. She was glad to see that none of the skulls had been shattered but she sat in the dirt trying to figure out how in the world she was going to tend to the borders now.

She grumbled to herself as she began to redig a hole for one of the solid pikes to be planted it. The work was quickly done and the tiny woman began to drag one of the lengthy pikes towards the hole, wondering just what in the world she was thinking. She tried to right the pole in the hole, barely able to stand it up as she gripped the wood with her whole frame, using one foot to try and shovel dirt back into the hole and stamp it down with her slight weight.

She slowly backed away from the pike, watching as it swayed slightly and yet still stood. She let out the breath she had been holding and began to pack more earth about the base. Realizing that stones as well would help to keep the pikes up she began to scrounge around the border for rocks and stones, hoping that this would be enough to keep the borders firm, but also knowing anyone else would have had an easier time with the work she currently was attempting.


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