Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140218020301/@comment-11457306-20140301214704

M'Nara sung a work song as she gathered. It was rythmic and repetitive, meant to be sung with a group of women as they labored, but it still sounded comforting to her ears. It made the work go easier. Most of the stuff on the shores had been gathered already, so she waded in the shallows, dropping what she found into her sack or into a handy crate. She also came up with river greens and freshwater mussels.