"You look like you could use a hand." //hello! Hope you don't mind. I'm the mun from divinesrighthand btw
//hello, of course I don’t mind! I can only apologise for how late my reply is. And hopefully you don’t mind the tone, I’m in the mood for writing lumberdadwall xD
Blackwall, undershirt clinging to his sweat-bathed skin, turned to search for the source of the voice. As he looked at the mounting pile of wood next to him, he realised was certainly going to be heavy to shift. A hand, large and calloused from years of manual work, wiped the sweat from his brow as the other swung the axe he was using over his shoulder to rest against his trap.
“I suppose you’re right about that...” Blackwall relaxed slightly, shifting his weight onto one leg, “And who is to be my charming accomplice?”