Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150717135551/@comment-25038310-20150827195349

((Doubt it. It would be a rather anticlimactic ending O.o ))

"Watch out. Few traps around here incase people will try and slit our throats while we're sleeping." Roland said as he approached th abandoned shack. There was still a part of the roof intact. The floor were there was no roof above was buried in a thick layer of snow. Bear traps were buried under the snow, and from the looks of it there were various tripwires connected between the lonely trees. All were placed at a pretty moderate distance in case someone tried approaching it.

"One here.." Roland said as he stepped over a tripwire.

" 'Nother one here.." A bear trap was set off and caught Roland's spear as he poked around with it in the snow.

"There.. " He said as he cleared the way to the shack. There was one bedroll and a few blankets, as well as the remains of a small campfire. Luckily it wasn't snowing at the moment.

"Alright.. you people can go set the campfire.." He settled himself down on the only bedroll as he leaned with his back against the wall. "Or, do whatever. Don't care."