The cottage<i>was</i>definitely a little underwhelming but that didn’t put a hamper on it at all, at least not for Brenn. For he saw potential, and at the end of the day, the cottage<i>his</i>no…<i>theirs</i>. It was the home in which they would spend the foreseeable future in together. Just the two of them and that brought a smile to his face. He walked around the small hut and examined everything he could. All of the furniture was generic and there were no belongings left behind of whoever lived there before him. Part of him wondered who that person was, but he didn’t let his mind linger on the thought too much, and even if he could, he wouldn’t have been able to think up a more terrible story than the reality that was Alexander Whitt and the horrible fate that he suffered at the hands of…<b>It?</b><br/><br/>Brenn turned to his sister just as he set his bag down on the table beside hers. “Hm?” He asked and then the question registered. “Well, I don’t think we have to start working for a day or two. They said it was because the trip was so long. They want us to get a little downtime before we start our new jobs.” He pulled out a chair and plopped his behind down onto it, exhaling deeply as his eyes took another trip around the room. “It’s not the best Aph, but it is ours and that is better than nothing, isn’t it?” He thought longer on her question, not really sure at all what to do. “We can rest, I know it was a long night and I am kind of exhausted as it is. Or if you’re hungry, we can go get something to eat. I think there is a small market at the edge of town, just before the woods.”<br/><br/>It was true. There was a market. The crew before them had brought over fruit and vegetables. Not all of them worked in the hard soil, but the food that did grow, thrived and the had an abundance of the basics: corn, tomatoes, cabbage, leeks, and potatoes. It wasn't a huge variety of crops but what they did have worked and kept the populace happy, for the most part. The big problem was the lack of wild game. No one could explain it, but it seemed that there was a large radius, probably about two miles in diameter -the town sitting in the middle- that didn’t play home to any animals, save for some rodent creatures and they didn’t have much meat, the meat they did have was always tough and sometimes diseased. It was like there was some sort of barrier that kept the big things out. This meant that the hunters had to travel long distances and b exposed for more time than they wanted. This led to longer expeditions and more chance for an accident. The meat was a delicacy and that was turning into a big problem.<br/><br/>“So, what do you say sister? Shall we catch up on some sleep or take a walk around town.”