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<blockquote data-quote="IronWolf" data-source="post: 5970070" data-attributes="member: 21076">Fulgrim rises while it is still dark, brushing the sleep from his eyes. He does his best to keep quiet, but moves on to the task at hand. He first reviews the equipment in his pack, adjusting it here and there in effort to get it packed just right. This involves repositioning some of the items in the pack and wrapping anything that might clank or rattle in the blanket to muffle any noise the pack might make when moving.Finally, he picks up his axe from where it leans next to the head of the bed. He lets his finger run on one side of the blade, sighs and then lights a small candle to get&nbsp; a little more light. He shakes his head as as takes a stone from his pack and begins working it meticulously against the blade, smoothing out the slight notch he had found with his finger. Satisfied he stashes the stone back in his pack, then hoists it over his shoulder and secures his axe as he leaves the room and heads downstairs.Finding the common room near empty, he takes a seat at a table near the bar and orders up a large breakfast of bacon, ham, flat cakes and a side of fruit which he follows with an ale and a glass of juice. He hurriedly eats so he is ready to depart when the others are also ready to set off.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="IronWolf, post: 5970070, member: 21076"] Fulgrim rises while it is still dark, brushing the sleep from his eyes. He does his best to keep quiet, but moves on to the task at hand. He first reviews the equipment in his pack, adjusting it here and there in effort to get it packed just right. This involves repositioning some of the items in the pack and wrapping anything that might clank or rattle in the blanket to muffle any noise the pack might make when moving. Finally, he picks up his axe from where it leans next to the head of the bed. He lets his finger run on one side of the blade, sighs and then lights a small candle to get a little more light. He shakes his head as as takes a stone from his pack and begins working it meticulously against the blade, smoothing out the slight notch he had found with his finger. Satisfied he stashes the stone back in his pack, then hoists it over his shoulder and secures his axe as he leaves the room and heads downstairs. Finding the common room near empty, he takes a seat at a table near the bar and orders up a large breakfast of bacon, ham, flat cakes and a side of fruit which he follows with an ale and a glass of juice. He hurriedly eats so he is ready to depart when the others are also ready to set off. [/QUOTE]

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