[D3, EM] Work is the Best Antidote to Sorrow

[Jack Doyle]

"I hope I'm not disturbing you." He said. "I was wondering how the repairs were coming."

[Jason Whitt]

Jason smiled in his reply, “The grand opening will be tomorrow afternoon… well rebirth or reopening as it were. Like a Phoenix it’s life sputtered away and in flame it was lost but now it returns in all its glory.”

“Well tomorrow afternoon.”

[Jack Doyle]

"Oh, that's good." he smiled. "I was going to offer assistance with some of the repairs. But, that sounds like it's all well in hand."

[Jason Whitt]

"Oh, that's good." he smiled. "I was going to offer assistance with some of the repairs. But, that sounds like it's all well in hand."

"I have always a need for skilled artisans, child of Winter," he said warmly.

[Jack Doyle]

"I appreciate every opportunity to use my skills." he responded. "And, I've been looking for a place to stop my wanderings."

[Jason Whitt]

"I appreciate every opportunity to use my skills." he responded. "And, I've been looking for a place to stop my wanderings."

"Minuit welcomes you, distant traveler," Jason said kindly.

"Your eagerness is much appreciated, what can you do exactly for my freehold?"

[Jack Doyle]

"I'm a craftsman." he answered. "Woodcarving, mostly, and toys. But, I competent with most crafts."

[Jason Whitt]

"Would you be adverse to a commission for the Freehold? I have a specific creation in mind and how fortuitous to have someone of skilled hand ready to give," he said with a smile.

[Jack Doyle]

"I would like that." he nodded. "My stature limits any opportunities to perform more mundane work."

[Jason Whitt]

"I would like that." he nodded. "My stature limits any opportunities to perform more mundane work."

"Your stature is not a shortcoming, if your skill matches your giving spirit, then you tower above most," he said warmly.