The house took them one day, built mainly with wood, one of the only resources on that island. As for the roof? Different types of leaves created a reliable top capable of enduring heavy rains and wind.
It looked similar to the houses of the tribe, but Arthur had one thing they did not have: decent furniture! His magical pouches had many things inside, and clothing, furniture, and valuable items were among these things.
One never knew when the time to use such things would come. So being prepared was always the correct answer. With their shelter done, food and fire weren't that much of a hustle, as they could easily accomplish such things with the help of magic.
"We are good for now, so our goal is to find a way to break the barrier when the time comes!" Arthur said as he and his wives sat inside their little house.
Six months was the time they had to find the answer, and Arthur hoped it was enough. "We should be safe on this island," he said, but things were not as easy.