Growing stronger through work suited Celia wonderfully, especially if she could do it very far from anything with tusks. She had begun transferring her business interests to come here; perhaps the experience would still be useful.
Surely there was something she could do here.
[Prior experience recognized.]
[Path Expression available: Quartermaster.]
[Develop the storage, preservation, and distribution of supplies. Continued practice will develop specialized abilities.]
"Quartermaster?"
She looked past the notification toward the settlement. People were still carrying food out to the visitors, while others gathered the empty cups. There would be stores to organize, deliveries to receive, and a great many households needing things at once.
She could help with that.
At her acceptance, the title appeared beneath her new race. Celia touched the faint glow at her wrist, then looked anxiously toward Kaiden.
