From the Gauntlet's flying ground, we wandered a bit more, and came across a merchant whose tent was about to be blown away by the wind. While I helped repair some structural damage, Bags worked with the woman to get the lines holding her tent secured better in the ground. Bags is good at that. He asked her if she had some rope or line to hold a particularly weak spot. She didn't, she said, but she did have some think yellow ribbon. (( think? er.... thick?))
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We wandered a bit more, listening to some Hawkers try to get us involved with their wears (( wares? ))

You must have gotten tired; these both happened right at the very end. Thank you for giving me your day at faire, dear heart..... *smile* I love it. I LOVE it. *holds it very very close to her heart*