What in the name of Peach , groaned Catherine - Kitty to her friends - as she stepped out of City Hall and a hulking figure landed on the ground in front of her. "Ho! I thought you were part of Logan's gang!" the man in front of her exclaimed, "but no, look at those skinny arms!" He grabbed her wrists and held her arms out to either side and examined them. Kitty pulled her arms out of his grasp, which earned her a raised eyebrow. "Not bad, Skinny Arms. I am Pen, Protector of Sandrock.! Oh great, the Church of Light, Kitty groaned. "Kitty, new builder, nice to meet you," she replied, trying to walk away, but he stepped in front of her, halting her steps. "I have decided that I will give you a sparring lesson! It is important that you know how to survive in the desert!" "Thanks for the offer, but I really need to get my workshop set up and running," she said, sidestepping him and groaning as he continued to get in her way. ...
Owen had just finished cleaning up after the lunch crowd when she walked in. Short - at least next to him - and curvy, with light brown hair piled up on top of her head in a messy bun. Going by the tool belt round her waist, this must be Rain, the newest builder. Light, I hope that name is prophetic. He called out a greeting and she walked up to the bar. "Hi, I'm Rain, you sent a note inviting me to stop by the saloon for lunch? Well, at least, I assume it was you? You are Owen, aren't you?" "Yes, I am, and yes, I did, welcome to Sandrock," he said, a grin spreading across his face. "You've timed that well, want to take a seat and I'll bring some food over. Any preferences or allergies, or just happy to try the local specials?" "No allergies, and I'll eat about anything, so trying the local food would be good." "Get yourself settled, and I'll be over in five," he told her, handing her a bottle of san...