Post by Jaerath on Nov 1, 2014 21:43:47 GMT
(11/01/14 14:06:20 )
Jaerath
Laura PoD
- Outside the City -
Jaerath's sod hut near the docks
says to ALL: Exits My half walled hut.I was pretty much caked in mud and filth but I had completed several courses of sod around the hut.Large-ish stones graced to first course and a goodly pile of mud sat at one side awaiting use to stucco the outside.The inside of the house was set below ground level and dirt floor was already well tamped down by MY constant walking on it.The front was a long hallway that dipped below floor level.It would protect from the winter chill and wind.A circle of stones in the center of the hut marked where the firepit would be constructed.Within there would be room for a Torvie sized bed and a table or two.Happily the hut was well enough away from the City proper that once I began curing hides , I would not stink out any neighbours.
(11/01/14 14:12:19 )
Jaerath
Laura PoD
- Outside the City -
Jaerath's sod hut near the docks
says to ALL: The sun was dipping low to the horizon and I had no desire to try and set courses of sod in the dark.But there was enough daylight left to let Me at least bathe.I tug out a small sack from within the larger one that held all of My possessions..such as they were.I pull out a cake of lye soap and a rough scrubbing brush.I begin walking toward the shores , stripping off My tunic and beating it to get some to the dirt from it...leaving a small cloud of earth drifting behind Me.
(11/01/14 14:21:33 )
Jaerath
Laura PoD
- Outside the City -
At the docks where stone, timber and barrels of fish and salt are stored
says to ALL: I move dow from the docks and give a quick look about to ensure there are no innocent FW eyes nearby.On a bush near the shore , I place the slightly less soiled tunic on top.In quick sucession , I strip off the rest of My clothing....giving each piece a good SNAP to shake off some of the day's work.I quickly move My pasty Torvie body into the chill river , submerging My personal bits and chuckling as the water seems to renew My energy...or may be causing My heart to stop..unsure which.In a heartbeat or two I am foamed up and begin roughly scrubbing that pale flesh with the rough brush which doubles as a hair and beard brush.