“Well there is plenty of the city for us to see yet. I just appreciate being back in such a place. Being a traveller of sorts is nice, but the hustle and bustle of a city reminds one that there is no cause to be lonely in this world.”
“Strange. My father and Ju are not like that. When I asked him about it, he said to me that he had had cause to live in a house a long time ago, but would offer no more.” Her father was busy this day, employed in the job that had made him his living. He had been a wandering carpenter with the travellers, or tinkers, as they were more commonly known. He was now installed in a carpentry that was rapidly gaining renown for his deft touch with the plane and the lathe, even after this short amount of time. Lorn had been placed with a weapon smith, for he was an a
