Its a nasty habit
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Had Rurik been paying better attention, he might had heard Aeron's call, but he wasn't so he didn't. Exploring into the building a little ways he didn't really see much other than rusting metal and plants. There He kept going in spite of this. In front of him was a wooden door that looked like it had been threw hell and back. Rurik nudged it with his staff and it fell off it's hinges. "Well alright then, be that way..." He he said, sticking his tongue out at the door and continuing on. The room he had just come from was what had seemed to be an entry way of some sorts, so naturally there hadn't been anything in there, this new room however looked to be like a large stock room. Large metal racks went up nearly to the ceiling and on each of these racks was large metal containers. A gleeful smile began to creep across Rurik's expression as he went to examine the containers.

Several of them looked like they had either fallen to disrepair and ruined what ever was on the inside, or already been looted by something. As Rurik walks along the rows of containers he began to get discouraged again. It looked like all of the containers were empty or their contents ruined already. With a huff of irritation he leaned against the wall. "There's probably a hundred containers in this one room...and who knows how many rooms there are. Searching all of these things would take forever..." He chewed on a claw as he mulled over what to do, too deep in his own thoughts to pay much attention to the world around him.


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