[Farming brings to mind both warm and sad feelings for Hendrik, even with his limited experience with it. Zwaardsrust was known for its fields of wheat and flowers, after all, and his earliest years were spent in wonderment of the fields in which family and friends worked and played.
For that reason, the chance to help out and try his hand at farming as an adult is treated as a fortunate one. He approaches the opportunity with more gusto than the quests he had undertaken last month, eager for the instruction in clearing the fields and tilling the soil.
He's crouching in a small area cleared of weeds when he hears the sounds of agitated birds taking flight. He lifts his head to watch one of the other volunteers, a young woman, chasing the birds, and continues watching for a while before speaking up.]
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For that reason, the chance to help out and try his hand at farming as an adult is treated as a fortunate one. He approaches the opportunity with more gusto than the quests he had undertaken last month, eager for the instruction in clearing the fields and tilling the soil.
He's crouching in a small area cleared of weeds when he hears the sounds of agitated birds taking flight. He lifts his head to watch one of the other volunteers, a young woman, chasing the birds, and continues watching for a while before speaking up.]
Have the birds been proving a nuisance?