With a nod, Maine rises. After gesturing for Wash to bundle up, the giant marine starts leading the way to the house he's chosen.
Getting to the North Village is a bit of a trek. One that most civilians would turn their nose up at, labeling it too far a distance to travel with any regularity. All the more reason to pick a place there. Sure, it's fucking cold, but what's a ten-mile jog to a Freelancer? A hell of a lot easier than their usual training, as far as Maine's concerned.
Still, it's a far enough distance that Maine warns Wash before they head out. Far enough that Maine's grateful the wind and snowfall seem to have died, leaving the snow on the ground as their only adversary.
The house is a white one with blue trim and a yellow door. It's surrounded on two sides by empty houses and on a third by the equally empty inn. That leaves only one side vulnerable to attack — though said side also allows for an escape route. There's a note of satisfaction in Maine's voice when he points it out; he's no strategist, but he thinks he did a pretty good job choosing it.
Given how fucking cold it is, however, the thing that Maine's the proudest of is: "Chimney."
That's right. He found a house with a fireplace. Time to get warm.
lmk if any of this doesn't work!
Getting to the North Village is a bit of a trek. One that most civilians would turn their nose up at, labeling it too far a distance to travel with any regularity. All the more reason to pick a place there. Sure, it's fucking cold, but what's a ten-mile jog to a Freelancer? A hell of a lot easier than their usual training, as far as Maine's concerned.
Still, it's a far enough distance that Maine warns Wash before they head out. Far enough that Maine's grateful the wind and snowfall seem to have died, leaving the snow on the ground as their only adversary.
The house is a white one with blue trim and a yellow door. It's surrounded on two sides by empty houses and on a third by the equally empty inn. That leaves only one side vulnerable to attack — though said side also allows for an escape route. There's a note of satisfaction in Maine's voice when he points it out; he's no strategist, but he thinks he did a pretty good job choosing it.
Given how fucking cold it is, however, the thing that Maine's the proudest of is: "Chimney."
That's right. He found a house with a fireplace. Time to get warm.