Wraithvine and Bibrid met a being who was alone and had badly hurt their back while carrying firewood. Their family would be gone for a few days having gone to town to trade what little they had so they could get essential supplies. Wraithvine gave the being a gentle massage to ease the pain, while Bibrid was kind enough to help with the firewood and care for the elder until the family could get home. -- Anon Guest
The carrying capacity of the average little old being is approximately half a small house's worth of wood. Unfortunately for this little old lady, a muscle twinge had caused her to drop her burden and lean more heavily on her cane than normal.
Bibrid, fresh and wary from captivity, sidled to hide from her behind Wraithvine. The eternal Elf put a gentle hand on Bibrid's shoulder and murmured, "No demands," in reassurance.
Wraithvine stepped towards her, with a polite, "Ho there, Aunty. May I help?"
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