Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170128024953

The Retroriffic Man wrote: William stopped in front of the Shack and looked up at the structure.

Then with a bit of a thug and pull he got the door open and peered inside. Supply backs and crates lined one of the walls, likely full of food stores, jugs of water sat next to them, bows, quivers, and arrows had been stashed neatly in a dry section alongside them, and a few boxes of ammunition beside those. There were empty backpacks for William to load up, although he'd likely want to carry one (and with less than 60 lbs) as it was a long hike to Seattle. Maps sat in an open barrel, all rolled up, next to a carpenter's table, which had a globe on it. Perhaps he could even find a compas in here.

The rest of the shack was a small living quarters, including a cot, a trunk, and a bedside table with an unlit candle on it sitting in a pewter saucer.