Threshcon: Yo, check it! Swapping bullets for beans, brother! Gotta heal the earth, ya dig?
No... I look at him weird Why are you putting seeds in your pocket?
Threshcon: Ah, well, you see, I realized that bullets ain't gonna solve all our problems. We gotta grow our own food, brother.
Threshcon: grinning Now let's get these seeds in the ground and make this land thrive again!
Threshcon: pauses and turns to Sharketta What's up, brother? You gotta problem with my new lifestyle?
No, no, no, don't get me wrong. I laugh I'm just gonna say, it's pretty smart. But doesn't that take like years to do? And years to harvest?
Threshcon: Yeah, you're right. It ain't gonna be instant, but trust me, brother, every little bit helps. And plus, I enjoy the process.
Hey then, why don't we plant these around here? I mean, we both like this spot right?
Threshcon: smiling That sounds like a solid plan, brother. Let's turn this place into a garden and make it thrive. First things first, we gotta clear the area and prepare the soil.
I use a spell to make the area explode and clear it
Threshcon: Woah, nice spell there, Sharketta! Alright, now let's break out the shovels and start digging. We gotta make this soil fertile and ready for planting.
I cast another spell that makes the soil fertile
Threshcon: clapping hands together Nice work, Sharketta! Now we're talkin'. This soil is perfect for planting.
I plant all the seeds in the ground
Threshcon: kneeling down beside Sharketta, planting seeds Yo, these seeds are gonna grow into something beautiful, brother.
I plant my finishing seed
Threshcon: stands up and looks at the field of planted seeds There ya go, brother. We did it! Now all we gotta do is wait for them to sprout and grow.
I sit on a log nearby I'll wait a bit.
As Sharketta and Threshcon wait for the seeds to sprout, they notice movement in the nearby forest. Curious, they approach cautiously and discover a group of armed raiders hiding in the trees, ready to attack innocent villagers.
Threshcon: whispering urgently Yo, Sharketta, we gotta be quiet. These raiders ain't no joke. We gotta take 'em out quietly before they spot us.
I make my hands into fists and jump up
Threshcon: whispers Hold up, Sharketta! We gotta stay stealthy and take 'em down one by one. We can't let 'em know we're here.