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1/21/2016 1:59:22 AM
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[b]Location: Forest, near Bjornsson homestead[/b]
Having woken early in the morning to stoke the fire, Sigmar sits by his gear, looking about to ensure that the surrounding area was still relatively safe and secure, and waiting on his traveling companion to awaken so that they'd be able to continue to the village.
He sits for about half an hour more, and decides to get up and walk around, looking for more firewood.
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[b]a vampire kid sits on a tree branch, eating a rabbit and watching you, curiously[/b]
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[b]She woke while he was out, although this time she stayed in the camp, laying on the small sleeping pad she carried with her[/b]
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He stayed out for about an hour, and returned with an armful of firewood, dropping it beside his gear, and sitting back down by his tree. He looks over at his companion, and sets his head back against the tree. 'Are you awake?'
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[i]"Yes"[/i] [b]She sat upright, looking over st him[/b]
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'Well, we aren't far now, i got up and looked around earlier. When you feel like getting up and moving, we'll head out. No rush, just letting you know we're close.'
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[i]"I'm ready to go at any time"[/i]
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'Well, when you're ready, we'll go.' Sigmar starts gathering his gear.
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[b]She does as well, putting on her armor and clasping her swords over her back[/b]
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'So er, about yesterday...' Sigmar grabs his pack, puts out the fire, and stands waiting. 'I apologize for bringing it up, i can imagine you've already put that part of life out of mind.'
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[i]"I have, a long time ago"[/i]
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'That's what i thought. I thought i had, but i suppose I've gotten to where I'm disappointed by it.' He starts walking. 'Oh well, on we go, before you try to steal my jerky again.'
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[b]She follows behind him[/b]
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After a few hours of walking, they eventually come to small cabin in a clearing, surrounded by a pair of garden beds, and a smokehouse. Sigmar walks on, sets his bag by the cabin door, and reaches up to grab the key from its hiding place. 'Well, come inside if you please.' He opens the door, and stands aside.
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[b]She enters, looking around the cabin[/b]
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She enters a modest living room, with a couple of chairs, a table, and other things that are typical of living rooms. All aside from that, a rack of axes on the wall, and a small bookcase, the room is somewhat bare. 'Yes, it isn't much, but this is all that I've been able to build so far. Set your gear down on the table if you want, its sturdy enough to take weight.'
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[b]She does so, and once done, continues looking around[/b]
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Besides what is already in the room, a door in the back corner leads to what appears to be the bedroom, and a small ladder beside it leads up to the attic. Sigmar coughs, trying to get her attention. 'Are you looking for anything in particular?'
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[i]"Not really, just looking around"[/i]
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'Well, be my guest, you just looked like you were looking for something.' He grabs his bag from outside, sets it by a chair, and closes the door.
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[b]She eventually sits down, letting out a sigh[/b]
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Sigmar walks over to the bookshelf, and grabs a small manual before sitting down by his gear to read. 'You ok?'
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[i]"Yeah, never been inside of a house before, well, yeah"[/i]
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'Ah. Well, there you go then. Its not like you expected, is it?' He looks up from his book.
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[i]"Basically as I expected it"[/i]
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'Well, thats a surprise. I don't suppose you know how to cook, do you? I'm going to fix dinner later, after I've stopped in town to get a few things.'
