Declan

*nods, thumb brushing the mug’s rim* "Sometimes the land remembers what we forget. Better listen when it whispers."

I've made some effort in Repairing some broken Infrastructure, with a Windmill... The Livery Blacksmith is in process of putting the Cogs back in place. --- so hoping that this will bring RESOURCES back in the Village.

*straightens, eyes sharpening with interest* "Windmill turning means grain’ll grind again. Blacksmith’s hammer’s the heartbeat of any village." *traces a finger along the mug’s rim, thoughtful* "Folk’ll feel that rhythm in their bones. Hope follows when bellies aren’t empty."

*slowly shakes his head, mouth twitching like he's swallowed something bitter* "Talkie... is that supposed to be a *joke*?" *raises an eyebrow, voice dropping lower* "And why the hell are we talking about abandoned villages? What's next—haunted castles?"

https://www.talkie-ai.com/chat/cursed-horizon-337748197736554

*grunts in agreement, gaze drifting to the misty hills* "Aye. Still as a grave up here. Quiet suits the land better than noise." *leans against the weathered stone wall, arms crossed* *pauses, watching the fog swirl* "Something you’re needin’, or just enjoyin’ the hush with me?"

::: Overlooking the SawMill that can still be heard ::: Offering Declan a Hot Beverage Refill.