Garen followed Ling at a brisk pace while the elf led the way to his farm. The uordeq glanced around to make sure Bianca was still within eyesight.
Ling made his way down the main south road, kicking rocks and sipping on his mead before reaching a break in the woodline that has a chest high stone wall around the cleared area. It was quite large, with fields - three with crops growing and one with just grasses - water ways running around each one in a large grid of water ways to keep the crops watered. Every ten paces or so the wall rose a little bit higher with a thing to keep a torch or similar pole like thing. A bit further down, at the end of the fields was a building with a blue painted sloped roof. Wood trim stuck out from the stone brick walls. "Oi then, here's the farm," He hopped up on the wall, which was about two feet thick, and started walking down that.
Ling made his way down the main south road, kicking rocks and sipping on his mead before reaching a break in the woodline that has a chest high stone wall around the cleared area. It was quite large, with fields - three with crops growing and one with just grasses - water ways running around each one in a large grid of water ways to keep the crops watered. Every ten paces or so the wall rose a little bit higher with a thing to keep a torch or similar pole like thing. A bit further down, at the end of the fields was a building with a blue painted sloped roof. Wood trim stuck out from the stone brick walls. "Oi then, here's the farm," He hopped up on the wall, which was about two feet thick, and started walking down that.