First uploading just a singular character!!
This one was a request from a dear friend of mine <3
Yes, his wife is kept in here, but she's elsewhere
(They wanna be a bit of a homewrecker O_o)
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Art by Cobalt

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The events here take place mid-gathering everyone into town. Triffany is still out in the desert while Wambus is already in town :)
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Starting paragraph:
Wambus Troubleham hunched low over a squat, gurgling sauceplant, tapping the bulbous pod with the back of his trowel. The rain had started a few minutes ago—just a light sprinkle, not enough to bother covering up for, but enough to turn the soil slick and make everything smell like wet pepper and vinegar. He grumbled something unintelligible as a droplet slid off the brim of his hat and landed square on his nose. With a sharp sniff, he went back to checking the pod’s color. Too green. Not ripe. He gave it a gentle slap anyway, just for being difficult.

Further down the field, the gate gave a soft creak. Wambus paused. Not many grumps came outside when it was raining—especially not without warning. Straightening slowly, he planted the trowel into the mud beside him and wiped his hands on a threadbare rag pulled from his pocket. The drizzle pattered gently on his wide shoulders, soaking into the worn canvas of his coat. He stared toward the sound with a look that was more tired than angry, though not by much. “Hope you ain’t here to talk about the weather,” he muttered, half to himself. “Ain’t in the mood for small talk or strangers.”