How deep can you sleep?

Last night, while the Survivors of Dee slept -or tried- somewhat loud noises could be heard coming from the old ruined building on the beach.

Things were dragged, chopped, tied and lifted, while grunts of effort were mixed with muttered curses in a manly voice. We woke up with one less boat and a new roof on the ruined building. It is simple thatch, but it will hold for now.


About Runa The Wild Elf

Wild Elf, nut addict, sleepless, silly
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