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You are standing outside a low stone building, there is a single door on this side that looks to be made of wood and metal. Behind you a trail winds back down the hill and away into the distance. It is approaching nightfall, the sun is tinging the sky and clouds pink with it's dying rays.
What do you do?

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Date: 2004-06-08 10:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silja.livejournal.com
Hrmm... I listen for any sounds, staying completely still. I consider what to do- but as I see no bodies, msut assume the miller has either been abducted or ran away. I walk quietly to where the salt is kept and take only what I need for the village, then turn around and leave, guard dog in tow.

Date: 2004-06-08 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] robinbloke.livejournal.com
The dog whines as you start to leave, he turns around and sits in the doorway of the mill, his tail still. He looks around behind him and then back at you, a somewhat pathetic look on his canine face.

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