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Date Posted: 09:00:37 10/20/01 Sat
Author: Connor
Subject: ~Return~

Trudging the last lengths through the accumulated snow, two dogs panting behing him, he cracks open the double doors of the armory, allowing the dogs to scoot in ahead, before entering the warm building himself. The sharp wind closes the door with a bang as he steps inside, he latches it with a shiver, putting down the heavy parcel, covered in his snow-flecked cloak. He unrolls it, setting the leather out flat upon the table, and hanging his cloak up to dry. He turns to the forge,the fire having died down to embers while he was away, and sets to working the giant bellows, watching as the flame creeps higher and higher. Soon there is a large fire, warming the room. Pulling his work-chair up to the fire, he unleashes the dogs, patting the female, who lays down by the fire and watching as the younger male thouroughly explores the room.
Rising, he fills the big iron kettle with snow from outside, and swings it over the fire, allowing it to boil while he fetches some meat from the store-rooms for the dogs.
Pouring himself some boiling water, and adding the herbs for tea, he sips at it, watching the two dogs devouring their food, considering names for them..

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