*Emerging from the surrounding dense and dripping wood, with the air sweet from the damp undergrowth upon a very unusual house that seemed to be made of edible materials. Speaking to himself in the lonely manner of someone who needs to speak just to hear a voice once in a while*<br/><br/>I'm sure I've heard of something like this before but for the life of me I can't remember it.<br/><br/>*Crossing the 20 feet or so from the edge of the clearing to the front door of the cottage and crossing the threshold. The building seems to come to life as if just waiting for someone to entertain. The dust seems to remove itself from the counter tops and the furniture, lights turn on among similar effects. The man removes his midnight blue cloak warily and hangs it on a coatstand next to the door. Revealing his form, A tall humanoid covered in fur a couple shades lighter than his cloak with white highlights on the end of his tail and his head. His face has an elongated snout with a look of cunning. Wearing simple garb of leather armor along with some tools of his trade. He crosses to a couch and takes a seat looking around and the odd cabin*<br/><br/>This doesn't seem like a bad place to stop and relax before continuing my wanderings.