starlight brigade - open, crops

[ARLO M.]

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ARLO MAXIMUS

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It had been a while since Arlo had checked up on his garden. His farm, of sorts. There had just been so much going on- from Aesior leaving, to Fraggle getting captured, it had been a blur. A headache, of sorts, but not one that Arlo was sure that he didn't want. The way he felt about Aesior.. his heart fluttered nervously when he thought about having to have a discussion with Aesior. Neither had admitted their feelings but perhaps it was time to have a chat.

He was sure that something was going on, after all.

He cleared these thoughts of his head as he stepped out of the cavern, shaking off some morning dew on his whiskers. Maybe he should take a bath soon. The waters were warming again, after all, it wasn't just the water from the thaw anymore. He yawned gently as he stepped over to the crops. As he looked over them, he was surprised they weren't dead at least, but they weren't huge. He exhaled gently, starting to move through the field and plucking free weeds and rocks, observing the plants for damage since he had been absent.

// d20 roll for the crops! he landed on ten, so there's average success

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