04-14-2015, 09:05 AM
Aldritch disappears into the tavern, reappearing some ten minutes later with enough food to feed three. He makes his way over to the pavilion with a singlemindedness unique to an older man of physical labour.
Some hours later, around midnight, he exits the pavilion and stands outside, gazing up at the sliver of moon in the sky. He removes a bone pipe from his tunic and stuffs it with something out of a pouch. He lights it without a visible source and puffs quietly, seeming both brooding and contemplative.
Some hours later, around midnight, he exits the pavilion and stands outside, gazing up at the sliver of moon in the sky. He removes a bone pipe from his tunic and stuffs it with something out of a pouch. He lights it without a visible source and puffs quietly, seeming both brooding and contemplative.
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