"They are, yes." Linneus quite happy with the division of work; seeking out a few of the plants that have not flowered yet. Those he will pull, and he sets to work with care to loosen the earth, exposing the root without damaging it, making it easier to free and pass over.
"There was a sickness here about a half a year ago - did you know this? Olympia was evacuated and maybe a month later a number of us returned from Wyver to find our homes broken into... there was some pride, in the face of the evacuation, a number of Olympians who refused to leave. But with the crops and businesses unmaintained, the harvest ungathered... well, you can imagine. There was a food shortage in our absence, and some sought to feed themselves and the food in our houses - well, we weren't using it..."
His attitude in the face of this was very much that he is bearing now. As unpleasant as it was to come home and find his home disturbed... Linneus understands why it happened. He has never looked for blame, really.
Methodical, freeing the root, giving it a cursory dust off before laying it out for the gentleman to take care of.
"I returned a little before the new year and found my home in a state. It had been that way for a while I expect, most of the food gone, and snow all blown inside. One gentleman suggested I go to the Sanctuary for help - this was before I worked there. I'd only volunteered up to that point, they were struggling so to take care of the afflicted, so I didn't know of all they did..."
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"There was a sickness here about a half a year ago - did you know this? Olympia was evacuated and maybe a month later a number of us returned from Wyver to find our homes broken into... there was some pride, in the face of the evacuation, a number of Olympians who refused to leave. But with the crops and businesses unmaintained, the harvest ungathered... well, you can imagine. There was a food shortage in our absence, and some sought to feed themselves and the food in our houses - well, we weren't using it..."
His attitude in the face of this was very much that he is bearing now. As unpleasant as it was to come home and find his home disturbed... Linneus understands why it happened. He has never looked for blame, really.
Methodical, freeing the root, giving it a cursory dust off before laying it out for the gentleman to take care of.
"I returned a little before the new year and found my home in a state. It had been that way for a while I expect, most of the food gone, and snow all blown inside. One gentleman suggested I go to the Sanctuary for help - this was before I worked there. I'd only volunteered up to that point, they were struggling so to take care of the afflicted, so I didn't know of all they did..."