So *that* was the farmhouse. A soft "Hmmm~" purred from Lucille's lips, as she approached - A hand resting on the sword at her hip. The place bore signs of the ruin that'd been visited upon it, but it didn't look like anyone was still there - Still, it was worth investigating.<br/><br/>Carefully, moving with an easy grace, she stepped through the front door - Her eyes ever-so-slightly narrowed! She wasn't expecting to be attacked, not really, but you never knew.<br/><br/>At least she'd have time for a thorough search...If the orcs, and subsequent scavengers had left *anything* behind-!<br/>