Eodwine
It did not take long for Eodwine to survey the problem and the damage.
"How many spades do we have in Scarburg, Garreth?"
"Not enough I'll wager."
"Go and find all you can while I rouse the folk."
"I'll get Harreld's aid."
Garreth turned and jogged toward the smithy. Eodwine ran to the stables, where he found Léof. Did he smell mint? Odd. "Léof! Help me gather the folk, all able bodied men and women. The dung pit has overflowed and we need to get to work! You go to the Hall and I'll see who there is to round up elsewhere!"
Garreth
Garreth threw the door open. "Harreld! How many spades do we have?"
"What would you want to dig in this miserable rain?"
"The dung pit's overflowed. Probably trenches. What do we have?"
"No wonder you stink! About a half dozen if we're lucky."
"Bring them to the dung pit then check the armory. I'll check the Hall."
Garreth left the smithy, knowing his brother would do what needed to be done.
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