RANCE
Had it really been a couple months since he’d been dropped in Caido? It certainly didn’t feel like it. The utter confusion that had filled the late days of Longheat and the constant learning cycle that had been Leafchange was turning into quite a work load for Deepfrost. Like this season back home, there was always a lot to do in order to prep for the cold and snow ahead. In addition to that, however, were the dangers of the Long Night, days of terror where people hide behind barricaded doors and windows and prayed to all their gods that the monsters wouldn’t find them.
The Long Night was one of the reasons the houses he walked past now were in such disrepair. One of the less inhabited areas of the Domiciles, hit hard during the previous Deepfrost and currently peppered with abandoned homes. But ‘abandoned’ didn’t mean destroyed. Tools, nails, anything that looked like it might be useful went into the pack Rance had with him. He’d made sure ahead of time that he wouldn’t be scavenging people’s property, but it turned out that he was far from the first person to have ‘borrowed’ materials for repairs.
And maybe, while scavenging, he was scouting the houses for personal reasons. It didn’t hurt to at least look for a potential home of his own. Some day.
The Long Night was one of the reasons the houses he walked past now were in such disrepair. One of the less inhabited areas of the Domiciles, hit hard during the previous Deepfrost and currently peppered with abandoned homes. But ‘abandoned’ didn’t mean destroyed. Tools, nails, anything that looked like it might be useful went into the pack Rance had with him. He’d made sure ahead of time that he wouldn’t be scavenging people’s property, but it turned out that he was far from the first person to have ‘borrowed’ materials for repairs.
And maybe, while scavenging, he was scouting the houses for personal reasons. It didn’t hurt to at least look for a potential home of his own. Some day.
It's beginning to look a lot like
fuck this.
fuck this.
