[A low hum from deep within his throat as he contemplates how to answer.]
Because everything was of their own making.
[He glances down at her.]
The people I gathered in the Hideaway were once slaves, Bearers, or those who wanted to reach their full potential but were cast aside for one reason or another. Now of course we had our own rules, but we allowed everyone to learn new skills, focus on things they were interested in.
A slave could learn to read, write, and start making poetry. A Beaerer once forced to only light stoves could now wield a sword, forge armor, or learn medicine. They could create products we could sell and they receive a profit, cook meals for people to enjoy.
[A light grin.]
It was hard work to be sure, and not all days were pleasant. But it was easier to tolerate because it was of their own choosing. And whenever they felt pride in their accomplishments for the day, then it made all the effort worthwhile.
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[A low hum from deep within his throat as he contemplates how to answer.]
Because everything was of their own making.
[He glances down at her.]
The people I gathered in the Hideaway were once slaves, Bearers, or those who wanted to reach their full potential but were cast aside for one reason or another. Now of course we had our own rules, but we allowed everyone to learn new skills, focus on things they were interested in.
A slave could learn to read, write, and start making poetry. A Beaerer once forced to only light stoves could now wield a sword, forge armor, or learn medicine. They could create products we could sell and they receive a profit, cook meals for people to enjoy.
[A light grin.]
It was hard work to be sure, and not all days were pleasant. But it was easier to tolerate because it was of their own choosing. And whenever they felt pride in their accomplishments for the day, then it made all the effort worthwhile.