[It was rare that Lancer set himself to manual labor at random, but it was difficult to avoid at times. Caer Glaem's repairs were necessary and abundant. When he saw the work that needed to go into it, he dropped everything he was doing to lend a hand. He did everything from enchanting stones to make them lighter, mixing cement and doing heavy lifting, himself. He was doing a fairly absurd job when it came to the heavy lifting itself, lifting pillars of stone and gigantic blocks of wood barehanded to move them into place for fastening.
He didn't bother taking a break, given he wasn't hungry or weary. Lancer simply trudged along without worry, whistling the whole time.]
Early April - Caer Glaem
He didn't bother taking a break, given he wasn't hungry or weary. Lancer simply trudged along without worry, whistling the whole time.]