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Vox had lead the group to his den. Vox had originally planned on making a base outside the village, but due to the wishes and orders of the chief and shaman Vox had settled for being along the farthest edge. It was by chance that he had found this bear den, it was made by the bear Vox had used me make his cloak. He thought the more animal he looked the easier it would be easier to hunt, a idea that proved to be very effective, especially with an bow or makeshift javalin. 

The den was made at the base of an old Oak, Vox had spent about 2 years digging and expanding it, careful not to damage the roots as much as possible. Through his efforts he made his base into his eventual workshop. Outside was a large flatstone Vox used for sharpening his stone knives, strips of meat and a few leather pelts were hung left to dry in the sun home from the branches that were too high for the wildlife to reach. Currently another one of his projects was also left to dry in the sun, he would have to check on its progress later. 

The inside of the den was slightly circular, with smooth walls of dried mud to give it structure. Connected to center were 3 small rooms Vox had used primarily used for his work. One room contained a medium size kiln Vox used for baking mud and sometimes clay when he could get a hold of it. Another acted as a makeshift pantry which he used to make and test out methods for preserving food. The last room acted as Vox's sleeping quarters but he rarely used it. He preferred to sleep near the small firepit in the center room with all this tools, and other projects. 
[color=00a99d]"Welcome..."[/color] he welcomed his visitors to his home. He placed his leather bag on a small table he had crafted, and began to disrobe his cloak. [color=00a99d]"Please sit...I must check on something..."[/color]. Vox gestured toward the center of the room near the fire pit, before making his way toward his pantry room.