Treasure
Void
Erbrow didn't think twice. It didn't occur to him that there was anything wrong about what he was doing, though he did wonder why she was acting so squirmy. He hoped she didn't have fleas.
When she finished drying, he gestured with one hand to follow him and walked back toward the main living space. From there, he turned to where the human sized door blocked off the final cave. He opened it and stepped aside. This was the smallest room of all. It was about the size of a spacious bedroom with a simple bed, two bookshelves, a few hung shelves, and a small writing desk. A massive trunk sat at the foot of the bed, and another peaked out from under the bed.
"Help yourself," he stated. He'd gathered a rather odd assortment of clothing over the years in those trunks, so there was no telling what she would find.
When she finished drying, he gestured with one hand to follow him and walked back toward the main living space. From there, he turned to where the human sized door blocked off the final cave. He opened it and stepped aside. This was the smallest room of all. It was about the size of a spacious bedroom with a simple bed, two bookshelves, a few hung shelves, and a small writing desk. A massive trunk sat at the foot of the bed, and another peaked out from under the bed.
"Help yourself," he stated. He'd gathered a rather odd assortment of clothing over the years in those trunks, so there was no telling what she would find.