[Treth] Milk, glorious milk.

(Job Thread) Brynjar works his farm, like normal.

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Brynjar
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[Treth] Milk, glorious milk.

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72nd Zi'da, arc 716

Brynjar woke from his deep slumber, his eyes snapping open and revealed the roof above him. He laid there for a moment, the sun was yet to rise and the air outside of the covers of his bed was cold. The dark room seemed so uninviting, yet it was time to get to work, like always he had a long day ahead of him. He pushed himself out of bed and took up his clothes that laid by his bed. The cold air biting at his exposed flesh before they were quickly covered by his shirt and breeches. The remainders of a loaf of bread sat stale on the table. He eyed it from the edge of his bed where he was now donning his boots. Once dressed he stood and walked to the table taking up the bread and taring it in two, he whistled and lowered one half to his waist. He heard the clatter of claws before he felt the bread get tugged from his hand by his dog. He looked down holding his bread in his mouth as he petted the dog. "Hello Gyorn." He said through his bread filled mouth. He walked to his door taking up his coat and pulling it over him even while he finished the last part of the dry and tough bread. "Time to get to work." he murmured as he opened the door.

He stepped out into the cold morning air, his breath was visible in the light that had finally been granted access to the morning sky. He stretched as he walked across the small yard in front of his house and towards the barn where he stores his work equipment. He looked over to the field where the cows had been roaming, they all seemed okay, but it was about time that he started storing them in the Barn over night. Cylus was coming and he needed to make sure his source of money were as healthy as possible to survive it. He had strategically placed the feeding container and the water container next to the barn. The water container was still relatively full, he had no need to refill that, but the food was needing topping up. These cows sure did eat a lot, he wondered if he fed them too much. He dismissed the idea for now, if they began to look too fat then he would cut down the amount that was given.

He went into the barn and picked up two buckets that lay besides the pile of feed in their respected sacks they had come in. He took the bucket over to an open sack and reached inside, he pulled backwards and the feed fell out into the bucket below. Once they were both filled in this manner he carried them outside and emptied them into the feed container. He looked at its contents. "One more bucket, I think." He said to himself and his dog that was following him back and forth for the time being. He retrieved the final bucket of feed and poured it into the container, the cows had already noticed him and appeared to be heading over to get some breakfast. They walked slowly over towards him and he leaned against the fence for a moment of respite, this was only the beginning of the day, there was still much to do. He revisited his thought about feed, he knew they ate a lot of grass as well, so the food was just to help keep their diets more balanced. Snorri had told him that. "If you want your animal to produce good yield then you have to feed them right." He repeated his mentors words to himself smiling at the fond memories he had of the man. Two of the cows now had their heads lowered and were eating from the container and Bryn pushed himself from the fence.

Respite over he prepared the barn for milking the cows. Today was a milking day, and he would have to transport that milk to the town as soon as he was finished to avoid it going off. He was lacking suitable storage containers for the milk, he noted in his head to buy new containers besides the buckets soon. He walked into the barn and first swept the floor moving any dirt or straw that lay in the way. He took the stool and placed it in the centre of the area and placed a bucket next to it ready. He stepped back out of the barn rope in hand ready to bring one of his cows to be milked he looked to the nearest one. He smiled as he created a round loop for the cow's neck from the rope, tying it with a simple knot. He readied it and tested it would not fall free on its own. He stepped forward back out of the barn into the open cold air. He shivered slightly as he pulled his coat closer.

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1x stool 5GN
1x Hemp Rope (50ft) 1GN
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Brynjar
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[Treth] Milk, glorious milk.

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Brynjar hooked the nearest cow with the rope and began to lead it to the barn to be milked, it was like second nature to him. He patted the cows neck as he lead it to the stool and tied the rope to a ring in the wall. "Good girl." He said happy with how compliant and lazy she was this morning. His job was much easier when they did not resist, and it was rare for one to resist but sometimes they could be stubborn. Once in place he sat on the stool by her side and placed the bucket beneath her udders. Reaching under he began to squeeze and tug the udders, the milk beginning to be released from where it was contained. The white liquid squirted into the bucket filling it slowly but surely, the process was calming and he enjoyed it. The bucket was soon filled and he moved it to the side, he patted the cow as he moved to untie it and release it back into the field.

He repeated this for all of the five cows without issue filling his 5 buckets ready to be taken to Treth and delivered. He now prepared his wagon for use. He went into the field and collected his ox, the ox was extremely compliant and well trained, much like a horse that pulled a wagon would have been. It followed him calmly to the wagon where he attached it to the wagon. The job took a few bits as he would struggle sometimes with connecting all the ropes and hooks. Yet he worked through the difficulties until the ox was ready to pull. Once ready he took the ox over to the barn taking the wagon with it. He smiled and inhaled a big gulp of morning air it had taken him some time to milk all the cows and prepare the wagon, it was nearing midday.

He proceeded to load his buckets onto the back of the wagon, pushing them in as far as he could leaving space for him to load in the wheelbarrow. He planned to use it to carry the provisions he bought in the town, he needed a lot. During Cylus he did not plan to leave his farm and this was going to be his last visit to deliver milk and collect all he would need for the time. He finished loading the wheel barrow and the milk and readied himself for the short trip to the town. When he returned he would again check the water and the fences around the field. He was worried they were beginning to rot and the last thing he wanted in Cylus were broken fences that he had to fix.

He mounted the wagon with ease and began to urge the ox forward, to town they would go now and when they returned later that evening they would prepare for the long cold night that was soon to come. He sighed as the wagon rolled over the worn path the ruts of many wagons littered it and he watched the world go past him. The wagon rocked as it hit small bumps in the road and it caused him to glance back at his milk every time. He was going slow as he did not wish to risk spilling the milk, his lively hood was in that milk. As he traveled slow the journey took over a break, even though he new it was possible in half that time.

He arrived at the town as the sun reached its midday peak, he was closing in on the food shop. It was to this shop that he provided his milk, and today he had five full buckets for them to add to their supply. The cold, late Zi'da, air was keeping his milk from going bad and for that he was thankful for the cold weather. He pulled up outside the shop, pulling his ox to a stop. "Whoa, good good." he said as the ox slowed to a stop not causing the wagon to jolt and the milk to spill like he sometimes would.

"Brynjar, hello, you have my milk?" He heard the voice carry over from the shop doorway. He nodded not speaking common when he didn't have too. He reached up taking out first two buckets and handing them to the man he knew as Andie. He disappeared inside as Bryn collected the other two buckets placing them next too the door for the man to take. Once he had handed them all to the man and seen him take them in he awaited the return of his buckets. About ten bits later he returned with the buckets and a smile. "Thank you. Until next time." he headed back into the shop. "Goodbye." he called after the man his accent thick and awkward. He reloaded his buckets. Done for that part of his work he prepared for his personal errands leaving his wagon in front of the shop as he set off to buy supplies. A good days work so far, he was happy enough to not rush back having finished most of his work.
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[Treth] Milk, glorious milk.

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Points!:

Story: 5/5
Collaboration: NA (solo thread)
Structure: 5/ 5
Knowledge:

Agriculture: Keeping livestock healthy in cold seasons.
Agriculture: Keeping your feed stocked up.
Agriculture: Seasonal jobs
Agriculture: Preparing for Cylus
Animal Husbandry: Dog: Feed yourself, feed your dog.
Animal Husbandry: Cows: Need to sleep in barns in the cold.
Animal Husbandry: Cows: Eat a lot
Animal Husbandry: Cows: To produce a good yield, you must feed them correctly.
Animal Husbandry: Cows: Talk to them to sooth them.
Animal Husbandry: Cows: Milking techniques
Business Management: Keeping profits high by tending to your goods.
Business Management: Maximise efficiency of journeys
Logistics: Planning ahead
Logistics: Ensuring maximum cargo on a wagon

Loot:
All deductions made etc.
Fame:
+2 (Timely delivery of goods)
Magic:
These points may NOT be used for arcana

Overview:

General comments. I like Brynjar. He's very methodical and calm and I really enjoy that about him as a pc. This was a straightforward job thread, but it was fun to read and I had the pleasure of a small window into his life.
Story All good, no issues. I love your attention to detail.
Structure All good, no issues.


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