Are
Are breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand off the axe. Tension he didn't even know was there ran out of him with a shiver. What where you expecting, a fight? He chuckled to himself, truly a warrior worthy of Valhall, covered in dust and in nothing but braies and hose. Suddenly aware of his appearance, Are brushed off the worst of the caked on dust and glanced at the pile of rubble he had barely impacted.
"Nothing but the best! he said, beaming with pride over the ramshackle hut he had claimed. "It might not look like much, but you'll see once the worst is cleared. Far enough away from most also, wouldn't want to bother the neighbors with the smell." Are said, tapping his nose. He sat down on a pile of mostly whole brick, sorted from the rest and put aside for later. A quick glance at the gaping whole in the wall and the path it had made through the wood floorboards into the cellar made him chuckle again.
"Call it 'well ventilated' for now. It's mostly sound though, none of the bearing walls seems damaged. It will take a while, and I'll need tools, but if I'm trapped here I might as well make myself a workshop, and a home."
"Nothing but the best! he said, beaming with pride over the ramshackle hut he had claimed. "It might not look like much, but you'll see once the worst is cleared. Far enough away from most also, wouldn't want to bother the neighbors with the smell." Are said, tapping his nose. He sat down on a pile of mostly whole brick, sorted from the rest and put aside for later. A quick glance at the gaping whole in the wall and the path it had made through the wood floorboards into the cellar made him chuckle again.
"Call it 'well ventilated' for now. It's mostly sound though, none of the bearing walls seems damaged. It will take a while, and I'll need tools, but if I'm trapped here I might as well make myself a workshop, and a home."
