by Dill » Wed Jan 29, 2014 4:29 pm
Devon
He entered his home. It was small, one room, with a stove off to the side, where his bed should have been on the other side, random shelves cluttered with books and other odd trinkets, and then his weapons and tools hanging by the door. He approached the stove and began to add tinder and small branches. Lighting it, he asked Ilia, "Do you have any sort of plans? How long you are going to stay?"