Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20191029201024/@comment-5543592-20191029214335

Kenshiv poked his head through into a kitchen, having to scramble through mud to get in. The ground smelled faintly of urine.

The kitchen included a stove, counter, cooking pot. Pretty standard stuff really, and it was in a small backroom squirrelled away from the rest of the hall. Kenshiv was alone for the moment.