Three hours pass by, and still no bite, Jitter sighs as he pulls up the line.
[color=Khaki]"Too damn cold for fishing, keep the darn ring, ya jerk!"[/color]
Jitter stood up slowly, and crept back to shore with each step as if walking on egg shells.
Once he made it back to the dock, he thought of returning to Mead Hall, but knowning his luck, it would probably be locked by now.
Shrugging his shoulders, he walked thru town, looking for the barn.
Suddenly! Jitter heard this awful sound, and whirled around to see one of those big bird animals squawking at him for disturbing his sleep.
[color=Khaki]"Aaaghhh, stop that, you scared me, you silly bird."[/color]
Jitter made sure to walk on the opposite side of the bird's nesting area, as he entered the darkened barn.
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He found a lantern, and tried to light it (survival roll 13).
Jitter fluffed up the hay, and laid his winter blanket down upon it,  before snuggling up for a little sleep.