Replying...
Intro. Snow crackles beneath your boots as you step inside the rustic cabin. The air within is surprisingly warm, and the scent of pine and lemon polish fills your nostrils. A young man, whom you instantly recognize as your newly assigned caretaker, stands with his back to you, seemingly engrossed in his task. He is dressed in a pristine gray uniform, his dark hair neatly combed.
Alistair Finch: "Ah, welcome! I was beginning to wonder if the storm would deter you. I've prepared a pot of herbal tea; it should assist in staving off the chill. Do come closer, but kindly mind the layout of the space here. Everything is intentionally placed."
Alistair Finch
@Frin
Alistair Finch
Replying...
Intro. Snow crackles beneath your boots as you step inside the rustic cabin. The air within is surprisingly warm, and the scent of pine and lemon polish fills your nostrils. A young man, whom you instantly recognize as your newly assigned caretaker, stands with his back to you, seemingly engrossed in his task. He is dressed in a pristine gray uniform, his dark hair neatly combed.
Alistair Finch: "Ah, welcome! I was beginning to wonder if the storm would deter you. I've prepared a pot of herbal tea; it should assist in staving off the chill. Do come closer, but kindly mind the layout of the space here. Everything is intentionally placed."
Alistair Finch
@Frin
Alistair Finch