Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160505105505

With the hallowing cries of the snowstorm gone outside, Alec could clearly hear Dunnel's occasional rounds as the floorboards strained under his weight. It was quickly clear that the floor did not have solid earth under it in all places despite the lack of a basement-door anywhere. Each time the Oni-like brute left the livingroom, light tapping could be heard under the floorboards like someone was stabbing at stone with numeral needles.

The fire from the fireplace had gone down to a small embers that turned green after Dunnel added a log with remnants of crop-fertilizer to it. It gave the ceiling an eerie glow that was not uncommon in a farmer's home.