the might of thors hammer

Saul Stormbringer · 07-31-2012, 09:41 AM

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31.07.12 . 10am . sveit village building grounds . optime form.
well, we're going to get this baby underway! in the interest of keeping this plot going and taking into consideration the fact that we have four threads to complete, this thread with consist of TWO ROUNDS ONLY, meaning you will only have to post twice. we also won't hold this thread up for anyone, and the next thread will be posted AUGUST 7th, at which point this one will be closed! thank you all for participating!!

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Weeks of planning and preparation had gone into this rather large project. In moments where he'd had spare time and an extra pair of hands, Saul had taken to the trees. In the interest of preserving Vinátta's forests, Saul had tried to source the wood from outside their borders and his trips had taken him deep into the forests of the National Park. Bran had been a near constant companion on these trip and their technique at cutting down trees, processing them into something usable and transporting them back to Vinátta and the proposed building site. These preparations had been built around the chaos of the last month- the serious influx of new members, his mateship to Lilin, Temeraire taking flight from home and finding his own house to live it. Mentally, July had been a trying but certainly rewarding month.

After sending out a message to those who had shown an interest in helping out today, Saul had curled up around his mate and lavished her with attention until well into the night. He still couldn't quite believe that he'd found her, and that she reciprocated his feelings. He often was struck by how lucky he felt and the shining grin across his lips refused to move. The morning had rather unfortunately dawned grey and overcast and Saul had almost called their operation off. But his run of the borders had been refreshing and he held faith that it would go well. After kissing his belle goodbye, Saul had made his way over to their construction site, his mind formulating some kind of plan.

They'd need foundations for the village hall they planned on building, but as far as Saul could tell, the ruined buildings in Amherst were founded on cold hard stone. It had taken the Stormbringer a while to try and adapt this to something they could use. They would need to dig a shallow rectangular ditch and then fill this ditch with level stone. He'd managed to collect stone from the ruins of the buildings in Amherst, although with the vast array of coloured stone the buildings provided, their village hall would be founded on a rainbow stone. He hoped the rather rudimental method would work, although the area they'd chosen to work on was gloriously flat anyway.

After his volunteers had arrived and Saul had given out shovels, picks and other tools they might need, he'd explained his plan to them. It wouldn't take them long, the amount that had gathered, to excavate this ditch and then it would take them a further couple of hours to place the stones in the right places, knocking them down into the soft ground and making sure they were at least mostly level. The rubber headed hammers he'd uncovered in a warehouse a few weeks ago would be perfect for tapping the stones down and making sure they were stable. Giving his orders was easy, and it just left him to start. Striding forward, Saul took his time marking out the long ditch, sticking four long branches in the ground at each corner of the ditch, wrapping string around the posts and pulling them taught to give them a line to dig along. With a smile and a nod, Saul grabbed a shovel and began to dig in, trying not to go too deep.

Niernan Stormbringer · 07-31-2012, 12:19 PM

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Have a tired Nier. 5 pts +5 :: 583 ::

Niernan had collapsed onto his bed in the early hours of the morning, his night time patrol had been exhausting and had taken it out of him more than usual. He had found himself jumping at shadows and chasing moonbeams, it seemed he was over tired and he reasoned that he needed a good rest to sort himself out. Yet his mind was as busy as ever, running through patrols, schedules and eventually coming to rest on the golden woman that was only a short distance away. A wry smile had spread across his lips before he had slipped into the blissful oblivion of sleep.

A mere two hours later and he was being roused from his slumber; Ciaran, his dark tabby, was pawing at his face, mewling like a kitten. Nier grumbled and swatted at the cat playfully, mumbling incoherent words. The cat sighed and landed a heavy blow on his wolf friends nose. Nier shot upright in his bed and scowled at the cat. "I was sleeping Ciaran! Have you lost your mind or did Loki set you a personal mission?" He exploded angrily, his Irish accent heavier on his words due to his temper and tiredness. The cat hissed at Niernan and gave him a withering look, "You told me to wake you. Saul asked you to help with laying the foundations. Remember?" He spat. His tail was puffed up and his eyes were wide, Nier was shocked at his best friends stance. He quieted and calmed himself; this was his and Ciarans first argument and he didn't like it, at all. He shot the cat an apologetic smile and rubbed his fingers together, calling the irate cat over to him. His large, brown hand-paw practically engulfed the cats head as he stroked Ciarans silky fur. The cat calmed and eventually purred, Nier smiled at him and apologised, "I'm sorry Ciaran, it was a long night."

With the little domestic dispute behind them the cat and wolf duo left the house, answering Sauls call for his helpers. Nier shot a glance at Graces house, wondering if the D'Angelo would turn up to help today, also wondering if her presence would distract him at all. He sighed and trudged onwards, making his way through Jordheim. The sky was grey and gloomy, after their spate of good weather it was a bit of a downer, but it would make it cooler for the heavy labour that they faced today, Niernan commented on the cooler weather and Ciarans only response was that the moist air made his whiskers frizz. That made the wolf laugh loudly, he was still laughing when he spotted Saul, pegging out the borders of the proposed building site. He called a friendly greeting, raising one hand-paw and letting his tail wag slowly, 'Lo Saul. Want a hand?"

He gladly took the shovel handed to him, feeling the worn wood on his pads, the shovel was sturdy and would withstand the work to come. He waited for a moment and watched as his Virding laid out a string border between the poles, delineating the boundaries. A yawn cracked his jaws as he moved forwards to start digging, stepping over one of the strings a safe distance away from his grey cousin before plunging the shovel into the earth. He lost himself in the manual labour, revelling in the feel of his muscles shifting subtly under his skin and fur, humming old Irish working and drinking songs to himself, keeping a steady rhythm going.

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Fritz Earl · 07-31-2012, 06:13 PM

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Fritz is frustrated and I'm not sure if Fritz talked to Saul about his trip or not / +241

Fritz's trip to find Fang or Toby or whatever that male called himself was not very successful. He did find Anu and told her about Vinátta but he wasn’t sure if anything would come from that. But his goal of finding the male and bringing him here for justice was not to be, at least not right now. Maybe soon the idiot would show his face to the pack and then their fury would be unleashed upon him. Fritz had arrived at back in the middle of the feast but had chosen to skip it and spend some quality time with his mate.

But he did help out with the start of the construction project, going with Saul and others to cut down the wood that would be needed to put together the town hall. He was used to doing that and rather enjoyed doing so. But now was the time to put down the foundation of the town hall and Fritz was eager to see the building completed. So he showed up to where the call had come from and after a nod to all that were there, he took the shovel that was given him and started to dig, knowing that he shouldn’t go too deep but neither should it be too shallow. But the digging let him take his mind off of Toby/Fang and also help with the frustration of not being able to find him.

Ezra Rosen · 08-01-2012, 11:10 AM

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Ever since Saul had expressed interest in sprucing up the packlands with new buildings, the Hollr had gotten very excited. Carpentry was extremely relaxing to the man and it was a skill he had learned very easily thanks to Barry. He had indeed been a bit rusty because it had been quite a long time since he had thought about the knowledge he had picked up at Hillsburn, but the man had built shelves in his new home and thought a lot about how to improve Coli’s door, so he was on his way to sharpening his skills back up.

Ezra had received his message early in the morning, and shifted accordingly. While he wondered idly what Wretch and Eli were doing, he went alone to the pack activity. Ezra must have taken a leisurely walk to get there because Niernan, Saul, and a dog Ezra only recognized by face were there already. He hoped he wasn’t too late! The husky was given a shovel by Saul and given instructions to dig. Ezra gripped the shovel carefully, wondering where to start. Anywhere would be good, he figured, and launched the metal into the dirt. It hit some rocks, but Ezra’s brute strength took care of that. Soon the man’s body was in a rhythm of digging and flinging but his mind was taken elsewhere. Ever’s light blue eyes seemed to glow just out of the corner of his eye, but he knew he was just seeing things. The man went back to looking at the dirt, deciding to not think about either pair of blue eyes that haunted him these days.

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Wretch D'Angelo · 08-01-2012, 08:13 PM

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It seemed as if everyone had a set job to do. This day reminded Wretch of the day that she, Saul, and the rest of the family (along with a few others) had cleaned up her old room in Ichika and made it livable. When she had returned to the territory Ichika had been one of the first places she'd gone to, but everything had been gone. She hadn't asked her father about what had transpired in that pack yet, having been satisfied just knowing that he was now alive and in one piece...but she would have to, soon. She could see the room in her minds eye now, the nice window that overlooked the park...the vines that clung to the entire thing, holding tightly onto it.

The girl blinked a few times, breaking out of her stupor. Her own arms were wrapped tightly around herself, and she uncrossed them and let them hang at her sides. She just needed to do her own thing here and try to ignore the others unless they spoke to her first. That was the right thing to do, wasn't it? She emerged from the brush, arriving just as Saul handed shovels out. and waving a hello at him. She began to lay out the tarps that she had brought with her from her wagon. They'd shovel the dirt onto those, which she could pull away. They might need the dirt later, so she'd make a pile of it until told otherwise and try her best not to keep to herself. She noticed Ezra working not too far away from her, but wasn't sure if she ought to try to approach him while he was working or not.

Harrow D'Angelo · 08-06-2012, 09:58 AM

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Nahyt Savin

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Construction was something she had participated in little, seeing it more as work slaves and lesser beings should have to deal with and suffer through, rather then getting her own hands dirty with such physical labour. Yet, this wasn't the pack she was born to and there were no slaves or lower ranks for her to impose the work on, which meant that everyone had to pitch in and do their part if the pack was to truly achieve anything, at least, that's what Hael had been repeatedly telling her until she caved and agreed to help out.

Weak and unused to such work she didn't think she'd be more help, if anything she was sure she'd be a nuisance and just get in the way, regardless though she dragged herself out of her hill house and down to the site, vibrant eyes roaming over those that had gathered and already seemed to be digging into the work. Pausing she cocked her head to the side, pursing her lips as she observed each canines movements, picking up the gist of what they were doing and quickly went about mimicking those around her, throwing herself into the work alongside Hael, who seemed to be doing his own share and part of hers. Typical. Rolling her eyes she grunted and shoved the metal shovel head into the soil, angling her body so that she could get as much weight behind it as possible before easing it free and flinging it out of the way with a low moan.

Suffice to say, she was quickly concluding that digging was one of the tasks she disliked and deemed beneath her, not that she'd voice such views in front of those gathered and working.

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Grace D'Angelo · 08-06-2012, 10:45 AM

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Word Count :: 401 Quick Grace post from me, just her making a point to admire the show and distract Nier a little.

Waking early with the rising of the sun, the golden librarian had dragged herself out of her bed, bleary eyes roaming around her room once before falling onto the bed, a soft smile upon her lips as she sighted her five small companions, sprawled out all around her. That certainly explained why no matter what she couldn't get comfortable at least. Propping herself up a fraction she plucked Leo off her stomach and placed the kitten to her side, laughing lightly as he opened his eyes only to stretch, take a few steps here and there and settle down again.

Wriggling her way free from the mass of animals and blankets she rose onto two paws, stretching and yawning as she made her way out into the main room of her hill house, pausing before the shattered mirror that was mounted on the wall opposing the main door, making quick work to fiddle with her dreads and draw them up and away from the back of her neck.

Appearance sorted she back tracked softly into her bedroom, scooping the two pheasants up she took them and placed them inside their pen, making sure the lock was secure; it wasn't her ideal way of treating them, seeing them more as friends then pets or livestock, but the two birds had destroyed more then enough of her house and more certainly proven themselves as untrustworthy and so she was left with no choice. Cabbage, Pumpkin and Leo were more well behaved and she had yet to come across anything that concerned her enough to not leave them free to roam.

Checking that all the windows and doors were smugly shut she left to the work site, pausing just outside of the site where many had already gathered and begun working, ocean eyes instantly falling upon her dark knight, a sly, satisfied smile spreading across black lips as she watched him work. Nothing wrong watching his muscles stretch and flex, but there was a limit to how long she could stop and admire the show. Winding her way between everyone she acquired her own shovel and fell in place beside Nier, bumping her hip into his with a playful laugh, he way of saying welcome for the day. Greetings over, she turned her attention to the work and struck the shovel into the ground and began to crack on with the task at hand.

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Saul Stormbringer · 08-06-2012, 11:25 AM

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Due to the date loss, and the fact that I'm a derp and got my original second round up a bit late, we're going to extend this to the 8th to get a last round in. Also, I know there are one or two people's posts that were deleted that havent been able to get them up yet, so I'm sorry about that as well!

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Pleasure at seeing his family gathered around was something that Saul couldn't quite get enough of. There was a real contentment in trusting others, in knowing they were just as invested in these little projects as oneself. Niernan's words were taken with a soft chuckle as he'd passed his cousin a shovel and allowed him to get on with it. There was no need to direct anyone- he'd clearly marked out the boundaries of the village hall and all they had to do was remove the dirt so that the stone foundations could be laid. He was surprised to see Wretch turn up, but he was grateful that she'd had the foresight to bring something to haul the mud away. The tarpaulins stretched out at strategic places and in no time at all, arcs of mud were making their way towards them. He was pleased to spot Fritz in the crowd and thought to ask him about Selene when they had the chance. His dark mate hadn't been around much and Saul wondered if there was anything he could do to help with that.

Green eyes filled with amusement as he spotted Grace sauntering through those working on their digging, blue eyes fixed on the labouring back of one Niernan Stormbringer. Saul could say nothing on the matter- he and Niernan had had many a conversation about love, Lilin and Grace and any combination thereof. He was happy his cousins feelings appeared to be reciprocated- he would hate to see the male rejected when he clearly cared for her. Another sweep of the bodies found him glancing over at Nahyt and Hael, finding he was pleased that they had turned up. They certainly kept to themselves more often than not, so he was glad they’d decided to come out and help out with the building work. Sending them a small smile, he scraped his shovel across the ground and hoofed out another load onto the tarpaulin nearby.

It didn't take them long to clear the ground and after this was completed, Saul called a quick break for the diggers. Shifting back up into his Optime form, Saul began to regard the stones in front of them. They would need to be packed tight to make sure they didn't wobble and they would have to make sure the stones were hammered into place. Giving his instructions to everyone, he made his move to the pile of stones not far away. Grabbing an armload, he moved to one of the corners of the rectangle and began to place the stones down, fitting them against the edge of the ditch and making sure they were level and firm in their placement before moving on to the next one. With everyone help, they'd be able to get this done in a few hours at best.

Niernan Stormbringer · 08-07-2012, 01:03 PM

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The song Nier is singing is 'Cockles and Mussles' just so y'all know. Grace PP was approved by Kitty. 7 pts :: 701 ::

Niernan had been happily losing himself in his work, the rhythm of the digging taking over, his shoulders easily rising and falling with the scooping motion. He had noticed the arrival of others, the two giants among their pack, Fritz and Ezra, taking to the work as if it was entirely natural. He was aware of Wretch's appearance followed by the arrival of the dark furred Nahyt and her brindle brother, Hael. He smiled as he continued to hum, glad that the pack was coming together on this project. His smile broadened as a golden figure came into view, her hip bumped his in way of greeting and he laughed, his day automatically brighter for her being in it. He paused in his digging for a brief moment, leaning over to lay a chaste kiss on her cheek, ecstatic that she had decided to show up today.

His tail wagged frantically as he returned to his task, no longer humming his songs but singing aloud, his voice clear and bright, reverberating over the clearing. The song was one of the ones that his uncle Emeris had taught him and his brother, one of the 'cleaner' ones that his mother approved of, it started off happy and bright but ended in tragedy, but the rhythm was good and helped to keep his digging on track. He moved on to others after his song of Molly Malone, most of them had an air of tragedy, some comedy, but then these were Irish songs, and most of them focussed on those two themes.

He couldn't help glancing over at Grace as he worked, always smiling around his words when he watched her. His mind kept throwing him other things that he and Grace could be doing with his time, it was at those moments that his voice became a little bit louder and determined and his shovel dug into the ground with a little more force than entirely necessary. It was also at those moments that he would shoot a glare at Ciaran, the cat watching from the sidelines and laughing at Niers predicament.

Despite the distractions Nier worked hard and his part of the trench was quickly dug. The floor even and packed flat, ready for the rocks to be put in place. He leaned on his shovel as Saul called a break, wiping his hand over his brow. He turned his grin on full beam and turned to Grace, reaching out and grabbing her waist, pulling her to him. Normally he would save the physical contact for a time when they were in a more private setting, but she had been riving him wild all day, something he thought she had meant to do. He pressed his body against hers and kissed her passionately, one hand-paw coming up to tangle in her dreads, the other pressing into he small of her back. He was sure he was giving the others one hell of a show, but at that moment he didn't care, lost in the taste and feel of her. He pulled away, panting and fixed his cyan eyes on her azure, a smirk pulling at his lips. "You're bad for my concentration Grace." He chuckled as he refused to look at the others, not wanting to see the expressions of shock, disgust or whatever else they could be feeling, "Now, let me focus, I don't want to go dropping a rock on my paw or anything, then I'd be no use to anyone." He let the golden woman go then, his eyes flicking to his grey cousin, apology shining in the cerulean orbs.

He moved over to the pile of rocks with a spring in his step and a grin on his muzzle just as Saul called a halt to the break and started giving out orders on how to move and safely place the stones. Nier found himself hauling the rocks with ease, his back muscles rippling with the effort of lifting the stone. Satisfaction coursed through him as he helped, tamping down the stone so that it sat snugly in the earth, the flattest part pointing upwards. He repeated this process, placing the rocks precisely, but still shooting his golden lover smiles.

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Honrin Wolfe-Denahlii · 08-07-2012, 04:55 PM

wheee I found my post

ooc:Slow Jace is slow, just assume Honrin was here inconspicuously XD secui form.

This was pretty much his version of hell. So many people who he didn't know but he had to suck it up and get on with the work that was described to him. The only person who he was at all familiar with was the leader, Saul. His mother's friend. But that still didn't mean anything to him, that he could feel anything. He gazed around the assembled people and tried not to wince at the cold that permeated his mind and soul. Nevertheless he threw himself into the work digging where he was needed, lifting what was required and soon his white pelt was marred by streaks of dirt up to his elbows.

He didn't make conversation with any of those surrounding him and his contained demeanor surely set him apart from the connected pack members. But Honrin wanted to just complete the work and go back to his temporary home near the edge of this territory. Saul had tried to get Honrin to come in closer but the younger male had refused, he preferred to stay away from most folk so that he could have moments of peace to himself.

Fritz Earl · 08-07-2012, 10:52 PM

Selene had been quiet with Fritz and he was slightly worried about his mate. Was this because of Fang/Toby? Because if he had known that it would affect her like that, he might have tried to not tell her, or at least not whom he thought had attacked Colibri. He didn’t see the female and could understand that she didn't want to be around all the people, even if they were mostly from her pack and wouldn’t dream of hurting her.

He watched as many other wolves came over to help with the construction. He recognized Nayt and Hael from when he was going to help lead the Corsairs. He gave them a nod and studied some of the other canines that he had seen around but hadn’t really met most of them. The only wolf he knew well besides his mate was Saul. He helped finish digging and was appreciative of the break that Saul called for the volunteers.

Fritz watched what they were supposed to do and went over to pile of rocks and grabbed a large armload of stones. He then started to place them in the ditch that they had just dug and packed them close together and made sure they were even. He had a feeling that he might need to get all the dirt off of him, likely taking a dip in Grand Lake. But this task shouldn’t take too long with all the others helping. He did have flashbacks to helping his father build houses and other buildings. In many ways, coming to Souls had brought him full circle.

Saul Stormbringer · 08-08-2012, 11:41 AM

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yaay! <33

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Green eyes were intent on the stones in front of him, placing them together so that they fit as best as possible. As they stones had been taken from a multitude of places and had not been custom made to be the foundations of a pack village hall, there was a certain degree of force needed to make things work. When it was clear the stone in his hand would not find properly, Saul discarded it back onto the pile of stones, in case it would fit somewhere else. He spotted Fritz not far away, knocking the stones snugly together and was glad he had the large dogs help. He was aware that one of Fritz many skills was construction, so he hoped that his methods fit with the males way of working. He didn't seem to have much of a problem however and Saul allowed his mind to wander happily as he began to make some progress in his corner of the foundations.

He made sure to keep a small ditch around the outside of the stones. It would be impossible to erect the wooden walls of the hall on the actual stones- they would slip off and there would be nothing to attach them to. Instead, Saul planned to knock the wooden planks into the mud around the foundations, so that they had the stone to support the base of the wood on the inside and the mud on the outside as support as well. He hoped it would work and suddenly had a use for the mud they'd removed to fit the stones. Piling it back up against the wooden walls when they were all up would offer more support and spreading the mud inside the walls would give the village hall a more natural feel to it. His mind raced to try and remember his musings.

He didn't notice when his own stones began to merge with everyone elses, but he knocked against someones hammer twice before the odd sound brought his attention to the fact that, as if by magic, the stones were laid. He must have been concentrating really hard, or at least completely oblivious to his surroundings not to notice. With a startled look, he straightened up and sighed softly, straightening his back out. For perhaps the first time he spotted Honrin, their Cercatori guest who was working in exchange for the horse he'd given Jace. Nodding to the boy who seemed quite uncomfortable, Saul quietly called the building to an end, thanked everyone and began to head home, to bed and his mate.

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