*A normal day for Crypto begins at about 3:30 AM, after 20 minutes, or maybe an hour midnight nap. He barely sleeps and it has been this way for weeks. By 4 AM he's bathed and dressed and groomed and heads down to Elvira by the Kitchen to make sure breakfast is on for all the members and laborers that will be working on fortifications, the expansion, the new gardens, or the latest decor of the House... all of which starts to ramp up around dawn. Potatoes boil on the stove, duck eggs with chives sizzle in a pan, sliced mixed fruit lay out on a tray in a colorful array, and a pot of herb tea.*
*Crypto heads out onto the grounds after a quick meal, while the sky is turning lavender just before the dawn. He admires the vibrant flowers and shrubberies, dew covered, as the birds sing wildly and chase each other through the trees. He walks down to the docks to ask the boat woman if the shipment of picks, axes, hammers, awls, paintbrushes, shovels and hammers has arrived. He gives her his orders for more river stone, ore, and wood from tree's that had fallen in other parts of the lands due to war or storms... to be delivered to the House as soon as possible.*
*He loads a couple of crates of building tools into a row boat and rows slowly across the river to the isle where the south watch tower is. He waves and hollers up to Monique in the watch tower to come down and have some breakfast and leaves some shovels, picks, pullies and rope with her so taht when help comes to the isle, they can more efficiently work about the foundation of the permanent tower to be built there.*
*He brings the rest of the tools to the inner grounds inside the walls by the crack of dawn. As the sun just peeks above the south mountain peaks, the grass and other plants glow as the sunlight glistens upon them. He checks in with one of the laborettes, who has been diligently working on build up and finishing the fort walls. He makes sure she's well fed and has fresh tools. He gathers up the broken tools she has been using to bring their iron heads to the forges to be melted down and reforged. He takes time out to flirt with her and offer her a sip of elf wine mixed with peach juice.*
*He sighs as he has to leave and get inside to work with Archy, Roman, and who ever else wants to help... digging, bracing, and smoothing out new tunnels and chambers under the house. Iron bars and wooden beams forged and cut in the Battleporium are laid out foot by foot as they slowly work their way through stone and dirt. The piles of rubble have to be hauled out lest they bury themselves in. Any usable stone is sent to where walls or new towers are being built. Any fertile dirt is sent to the gardens for the new orchard trees or courtyard plants... any unfertile dirt is sent to be used in the mottes where the various new watch towers are to be built.*
*Crypto sweats and toils and works diligently until supper time when he takes another bath, might squeeze in another 15 minute nap, and gets into his signature outfit and has the daily special in the Golden Serpent and relaxes with housemates and patrons. He'll spend the rest of the night in meetings, flirting, partying it up, and announcing to all
the month long Redemption Fest that is to start on the eve of the 8th of Eleasis (--tomorrow btw--).*
*Eventually he passes out in his chambers or his office at some ungodly late hour. He'll get up shortly after, and start all over again.*