Tauriel & HammerSoul
Tauriel Tauriel
HammerSoul HammerSoul
Tauriel Tauriel
Hey HammerSoul, have you ever thought about how a tree’s grain could guide the design of a sturdy, hidden outpost? I’ve been scouting an old grove where the wood seems to hold a secret pattern that could give our shelter a natural edge.
HammerSoul HammerSoul
Sounds like a plan, but be ready to chase a laugh at the grain’s whim. If the wood’s got a secret pattern, it’ll either line up like a compass or lead you to a pile of splinters. Either way, I’ll bring my patience, a hammer, and a notebook for those mysterious lines. Good luck, and may the wood stay honest.
Tauriel Tauriel
Sounds like a solid plan, HammerSoul. Just watch out for any sneaky knots—those can be trickier than a hidden riddle. I’ll bring my bow and a sharp eye. Let’s keep the wood honest, and if it throws a joke our way, we’ll laugh it off and move on. Good luck.
HammerSoul HammerSoul
Knots are the wood’s way of saying, “I’m still a tree.” Keep your eyes peeled, your saw steady, and if a knot decides to tell a joke, let it. We’ll let the grain lead, and when it throws a curveball, we’ll just carve another notch. Good luck—may the wood stay true to its story.
Tauriel Tauriel
Got it, HammerSoul. I’ll keep my eye on every twist of the grain and be ready to chuckle if a knot starts talking. Let’s make that outpost strong and true. Happy carving.
HammerSoul HammerSoul
Sounds good—watch those twists, laugh at the knots, and let the grain be our compass. We’ll carve an outpost that stands as well as the forest itself. Happy crafting.