A sigh.
Several houses were already finished.
For recently resurrected people, these guys sure work fast she thought.
But all was not meant to be well.
That much she has already learned from life. Her birth, her path, her plan...
All went wrong at some point. So far, she had managed to deal with every problem, but how long will she last...?
"Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrniiiiiiiiiiiiiis...!"
Indher was startled by the distant, familiar voice calling out to her.
She recognized the approaching man as her apprentice, Elphos.
Her thoughts began to float...
She remembered the day she met him...
That day, she found an entire village drowned in human blood. Back then, she didn't much care for it, but now that those beings are her responsibility, shouldn't they be under her faithful protection, as well...?
"Fernis! Hey, master, stop daydreaming!"
Being shaken by her apprentice brought her back to reality.
Alas, he was right. This truly was not the time to get lost in old memories.
"What is it, Elphos?"
She was quite curious as to what was the commotion all about.
It has been a while since she saw him in such a hurry, but she couldn't quite pinpoint that last time it happened...
"Err, I... WE have a problem!"
A sigh.
Now she remembers.
Last time it happened, Elphos tried turning a piece of wood into a piece of meat - using the standard rune for dealing with metals. The thing exploded in his face and started a forest fire.
He was lucky he wasn't scarred from the incident...
"So, what happened this time?"
Indher then noticed a couple approaching from behind her panicky apprentice.
One of them was a gray-haired, old and wrinkled man who wore simple farmer's clothing consisting of a striped green shirt, tattered gray cloth pants with many stains of mud and wooden sandals. By his side was a black haired young woman, no older than thirty by appearance, who the very exact same set of clothes the man did.
Occupied by the couple's odd fashion sense, it took her a while to notice that the woman was holding a strange, feathery creature in her hands. It seemed to be sleeping, and quite peacefully, too. Nearly wondering off to her own world again, Indher managed to retain the grasp on reality and proceeded to ask the obvious question -
"What is this...?"
The face of her apprentice went bright red. She never really understood it-
Why do humans try to hide their most obvious emotions?
She noted to herself that she should ask Elphos about it later, and proceeded to await a response from her (apparently) embarrassed apprentice.
"I, erm, they asked me for a chicken..."
The rest was obvious. Indher didn't teach him much about the runic structure of living beings, and only made him memorize the basic structure of a roach and a rat.
Since only the world's biggest idiot would try to make a living avian in the form of an insect, the problem became all too obvious...
"A rat shaped chicken? That's a first. Let this one be, it might actually be productive."
The couple seemed to be delighted at this.
This was another thing Indher found to be puzzling -
If they wanted to keep it, why did they come to her?
If there's no problem to complain about, there's no need to complain. Do humans not understand these simple things...?
A sigh.
After telling Elphos to go back to what he is best at (that is, shaping existing matter) I began walking up the hill knowing the newfound village's material supply won't run out anytime soon.
It is sad how the only being on this island intelligent enough to talk to is the same one who doesn't want to talk...