Star(t) Quest - Printable Version

Oh cool there some sticks of charcoal in here and a fist full of small colourful smooth stones. The brown sac has a wooden mallet and chisel inside.

The axe over in the corner looks to be in way better shape than the one you brought; for now, while you’re looking around you put the new axe down next to your axe and rope pile. The hammer on the floor is a rare find compared to axes around here and if you remember your stockpile inventory back at the hideout right you’re pretty sure you don’t have a hammer there, but when you tried to bring it over to the pile, it turns out to be way heavier then you expected.

There are some books on the shelf and you will admit that you are not really a reading type and with a bit of skimming you’re already pretty confused, you bitterly remark that if you had better reading skills you could at least make an educated guess to if this book or its topics could be useful or not.

Blankets not eaten away by dry rot is rare and are always a must especially during the longest parts of the darkness so as bulky as they are, it’s for sure getting looted.

Right below the shelves, the sliding cabinet door has been left open enough for you to grab the edge and slide it fully open. It takes a bit but the smell really hits you, you smelt it faintly walking in but you originally thought it was just from the house being old and musty, you thought wrong. It smells like someone throw up in here and then it manages to be so bad that not even the cold wanted to go near it and it just started to stew in its own essence. You can see a bunch of bottles filled with some liquid in here and whatever it is, is already making your eyes water, you manage to pull one the closet bottle out before your gag reflects kicked in but you aren’t willing to touch anything else in this cabinet.

You finish your rounds on the ground floor and make your way to the ladder leading up to a loft area of the cabin but at the mention of a note, the paper under the plates does catch you eye.

…Oh…Looks more like someone was drawing a nice picture then making an important note…. You side it back under the plate to hold it down from the wind and make your way up the ladder.

It looks like one big sleeping area up here, it does look like whoever was here was living a pretty comfy life for someone on the outskirts of the town but they don’t seem to be around anymore or at least right now.

(06-01-2019, 10:22 AM)FlanDab Wrote: »Is the door supposed to do that? And where are the gables of your house, young man or woman? Where do you sleep?

You’re not quite sure what's going on, if these voices are part of some deep fall into insanity or something, but shouldn’t they already know everything about you? At the very least know the basic facts about you. You mentally reconfirm that you do in fact identify as a boy.