[hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=b8860b]Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h3][/center]
[b][center][color=b8860b]Location:[/color] Road North of Salarn, Day Two[/center][/b][b][center][color=b8860b]Interacting With:[/color] The Re-Revised Group [/center][/b][hr][hr]

	The interior of the storehouse smelled of wet earth and woodsmoke. It had the look of a large room, set ablaze and put out with mud. In fact, at that moment, Keystone couldn't think of an expression better fitting for the situation than "a room set ablaze and put out with mud". While a good half of the floor was damp with the sluice of their labors, the other half was passably dryish. The odor of charred wood threatened to remain for quite some time; there was no getting around that little detail. However, the roof and weight-bearing timbers were intact. They would rest away from the penetrating cold of late season rain. 

	[color=b8860b]"Cheers for the assist, you two."[/color] he said, taking back his pots from Cyneburg and the newer newcomer Gretchin. He lay them outside in the heavy rain to rinse off, and swung open the doors fully. Keystone turned his attention to the merchant, Cremwise, motioning at him to drive the wagon inside. These items of mundane issue were the chief bits of concern to which he assigned himself; others in the group were better suited to deal with the obviously magical effects in play. 

	Scanning the scene, he quickly realized two things: There was little chance of getting hot food or real sleep again that night, unless there were factors unapparent to him. AS Cremwise maneuvered the apparatus bearing his goods and their supplies into the enclosure, Keystone made a brief circuit arounf the interior of the storehouse, searching for any other points of entrance aside from the main doors. He tapped boards to see if any were loose, checked to see if any small points of scorch still smouldered in ways that would be a problem later on. 

	Satisfied by his findings, the itinerant brawler recovered his pack, squared away his belongings, and prepared for a potentially quick exit, if necessary. The new cloak was folded carefully and placed among his belongings, if just for now. It might make an excellent lining for his coat later, if he could find a clothier or leatherworker with the time to do so at their next stop in a civilized area. 

	He had questions for both the Sana and their group's Captain, Kyra. They could definitely wait until the situation with the spellcaster was made apparent to the rest of the party. Until then, he would set up for the evening and ready for a long, watchful evening.