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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jan 16, 2009 20:39:57 GMT -5
"Oh..." Zedria responded.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jan 16, 2009 20:41:54 GMT -5
"You can get a really good view of the temple from the top of the hill," Frila said. "You can see everything at once."
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jan 16, 2009 20:43:33 GMT -5
Zedria looked down in thought, not paying attention to the view.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jan 16, 2009 20:45:24 GMT -5
"You sure you don't need to rest?" Frila asked.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jan 16, 2009 20:46:21 GMT -5
Zedria looked up at Frila. "...huh? Oh... I'm fine."
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jan 16, 2009 21:15:52 GMT -5
"Ok then," Frila replied. "We're almost there too. there's the entrance." Frila pointed to a gate, beyond which several buldings with vividly decorated roofs spread out. Frila lead Zedria to a building off to the side. "This is it," she said. "This is the building for making clay things. It's kept locked, but there should be someone here." Frila knocked on the door. "Hi, it's me Frila. Is it ok if I come in?" Frila waited until someone unlocked the door.
"Ah, Frila," the old man who opened the door said. "It's rare to see you here. Did you come for a jar?"
"Nope, I met someone who like to make things out of clay and I said she could make something," Frila explained. Can we use the room?"
"I don't see why not," the old man said. "You two can come on in. I'll be in the back if you need me. You know where the clay is kept, right?"
"Yup," Frila said enthusisticily. "Ok, let's go in!" She lead Zedria past a couple potter's wheels to a stone table and wooden bench on the side. The table had water running through a trough in the middle. "Those things are for making jars and stuff," she said, pointing to the potter's wheels. "We use this table to make figures and stuff. I'll go get some clay." Frila walked across the room and got some clay from the storage area. she then brought it back to Zedria. "Here you go," Frila said, putting the clay down on the table by Zedria.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jan 16, 2009 21:30:50 GMT -5
Zedria sat down at the table. "This is a big place..." she commented, while poking the hunk of clay nervously.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jan 16, 2009 21:37:02 GMT -5
"They teach people how to make pottery here sometimes," Frila said. "That's why it's so big." She looked at the clay. "I wanna make something too!" Frila exclaimed. She took a small lump of clay and began to shape it. "Look a fishy!" Frila said, holding up a lumpy piece of clay with the outline of a fish.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Jan 16, 2009 21:38:35 GMT -5
Zedria picked a lump of clay up and examined it. "This feels a lot different than the kind I used to use..." she said.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Jan 16, 2009 21:40:59 GMT -5
"Maybe I got the wrong kind," Frila said. "We have one kind for making pottery and one kind for making figures, but I don't know which is which."
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