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Sam's been feeling restless lately and he doesn't know why. He has projects that are going along well, but that doesn't seem to be enough. So today after finishing work in the forge, he was going to the pells for some sword work when it started raining, first lightly and then heavily.
So he headed inside before the thunder started, but he's rather damp as he'd left his cloak when he got his sword.
When he asks Bar for something to read she gives him a stack of books, one about different stories about the dead and one about inventions and one that's about zombies.
When he sits down with his mulled wine and fish stew, he means to start with the book about inventions but can't quite reach it so ends up reading about underworlds. They all look so different.
So he headed inside before the thunder started, but he's rather damp as he'd left his cloak when he got his sword.
When he asks Bar for something to read she gives him a stack of books, one about different stories about the dead and one about inventions and one that's about zombies.
When he sits down with his mulled wine and fish stew, he means to start with the book about inventions but can't quite reach it so ends up reading about underworlds. They all look so different.