::[i Jarod chuckled and hung the ornament up, then stepped back a few feet to observe the work that's been done to the point. He nodded once, then reached for another sapphire ornament]::
I'm quite the teacher, actually. As for the book, I'll make sure you get the first copy once it's done. How's that sound?
Oh, Jarod the teacher, huh?
[i She giggled a little.]
I think a book written by adventurers would be great. And hey, I’d love to read it and hear about your adventures and all the things you get to see and creatures you defeat.
::[i Jarod hung the ornament up and reached for another, but this time decided on a different box to pull from, and brandished a sapphire ornament that was spotted with silver. He looked at the tree, trying to decide where to put it as he turned it over repetitively in his hands]::
Haven't thought that far yet. Might stay in town for alittle while and do small jobs, as I've been thinking about that book we discussed. Could help out with training rookies at the local guild as I work on it.
[i Tasia watched him for a moment and honestly, she knew there would be no warding home off adventures. She had tried so many times with the patrons that came here and every time they did so anyways. Still, at least there was this place they could come back to.]
Where’s your next adventure then, do you know?
::[i Jarod couldn't help but find amusement in how she put it, so he tried to stifle a hard chuckle. She wasn't wrong though, nor could he think of a reason to disagree. He reached for another ornament and turned it over in his hands for a moment]::
You're not wrong, that much is true.
[i His answer took her by surprise as she paused, knitting her brow in a sort of frown.]
I think I will call that your flaw, Jarod. That’s how people die.
I don't even question it. Call it my flaw.
::[i Jarod shrugged and took a moment to stretch himself, being mindful not to overdo it. Once finished, he looked at Tasia and shrugged once again, offering an apologetic smile]::
I never ask about risk or even question it. I just go and do it, figuring I'm always as ready as I can be.
How do you know when the risk is too much?
[i Tasia rummaged for some ornaments and looked over at him, stepping back to eye her work and seeming satisfied. It was clear she was not as careful or precise as Jarod, more caught up in the light hearted mood of decorating a tree.]
::[i Jarod stifled what what've been an exasperated huff at what seemed like a dig at his work habits, for he knew that she wasn't attempting to spite him. Instead, he chuckled and raised his hands in an exasperated gesture, shrugging indifferently before picking up another ornament]::
To be fair, that elder basilisk is the first beast in some time to wound me like this. As much as I work, I do be mindful not to overtax myself. That's just the reality of things, though, that no matter how good you are there's always still the risk.
[i She eventually got to her feet as she finished the lowest level, shifting up as she began to investigate the ornaments and find places they would hang.]
So basically you worked yourself into the ground chasing dragons and basilisks?
[i A hint of amusement laced her voice as she looked thoughtful, an ornament dangling from her hand before she hung it in one of the gaps.]
I wouldn't say that, as we're not bound to work tirelessly. We don't have any schedules to abide except for the contracts, jobs or bounties that demand the work be done by such and such time. Other than that, we're free to work as much or as little as we desire. It's really personal choice, to put plainly.
::[i Jarod put up a few more ornaments and then paused, stepping back to eye his work from a distance to make sure it looked acceptable. It may only be a tree up for simple festivities, but that wasn't an excuse to be lazy about it]::
[i She glanced up at him from where she was kneeling. She shook her head slightly and carefully placed some ornaments.]
Adventurers don’t get a day off, huh?
Of course not. I never joke.
::[i Jarod chuckled, his light jest having been caught up on quickly. He was quick to hang up the first ornament, and the second with care to even the spacing out. As he grasped the third, he paused to consider the question he was asked before responding, his hands working up the third ornament]::
Once I became an adventurer, I stopped for a time. Not that I hated any of it because of what happened, but alot of the time I was just busy. It's still that way for me even now, not that I find it bothersome or anything. It just is how it is.
Is that a height joke?
[i She laughed a little bit nodded, only teasing as she took the ornaments. She knelt on the floor and glanced to Jarod as she hung one by the thing silver string onto one of the branches.]
Did you celebrate festive times as a child? [i She asked conversationally. Perhaps his years as an adventurer had meant he couldn’t.]
::[i Jarod looked to the boxed items in question and pulled one out. They were ornaments of a few various sizings, all sporting a frosted design, as if they were left out to collect the cold for a short time. He curiously picked one up and turned it over in his hand a few times as he looked it over, then nodded almost absent-mindedly before handing it of to Tasia and picking up another for himself as he turned towards the tree]::
Very well, so I guess I'll start on the top half and you the bottom half?
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