Henry was taking a final walk before the feast that night. He always liked to have a clear head before walking into a stuffy room.
He could see a Rainosian walking in his direction.
Watching him, he was surprised to see the man turn off the road into a farmyard. The Rainosian approached a farmer leading a goat. Beginning to introduce himself, he was rudely interrupted by the farmer,"Rowena!"
The door opened and his wife stood on the front step. "Take the goat. I need to talk to this man," said he, indicating the Rainosian and nodding his head to show that he was ready to listen.
A little taken aback by the rough greeting, the man paused long enough to watch the woman shoo away the chickens and lead the goat away from the men.
"I'm interested in buying grain," he began. "I have grain enough," the farmer replied,"When do you need it?" "Tomorrow morning." "I'll get it to you by then," the farmer stated."
The Rainosian concluded,"It's settled then. Be in the marketplace by nine."
The Rainosian walked past me. I could here him mutter,"What are they thinking? Letting Mythronians roam free in Rainos?" I ignored him.
Here it is. It's not spectacular, but I think I have a fighting chance. I tried a different technique for the tree which makes it much sturdier.