After being let inside her abode, Sanvra and Lassim sat in the small, cozy living room of Sanvra's home; a table between them littered with maps and scrolls. The morning earthquake had left both of them with a sense of urgency that was hard to shake, which was the reason for the tense look on Sanvra's face when she had opened the door.
Sanvra sighed, her fingers tracing the lines on a damage report she received from one of her assistants that updated her daily on the various village's situations. "[The earthquake this morning was quite strong. We had one home partially collapse and a line of barrier poles fell over. Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt, and repairs are already underway.]"
Lassim nodded, relief visible on his face. "[I'm glad it wasn't worse. The earthquakes have been getting more frequent and stronger lately. We need to figure out what's causing them.]"
