The room Elua had prepared for them was modest enough by the Exclave estate's developing standards - most of the private rooms were meant to be finished by the occupants - but it was still luxurious beyond anything either of them had lived in as orphans. Equally as large as the group dormitory they used to sleep in, it made the whole room really more of a studio apartment within the spire. Nohre and Fusand sat cross-legged on a thick carpet that remained one of the few furnishings in the whole building.
Woven from some sort of plant fiber that felt incredibly soft and sturdy, their master had made them work the expanding fields in a location about thirty miles away. Showing them how to identify and harvest the flowering bulbs for replanting, how to take the ripe leaves, and the basic process of separating the pulp. Washing, drying, brushing and eventually grading had been taught, as well as compared to the gradual but well-paced speed of her spiritual automatons.
