Anann started nearly every day the same. Finally having a place to call her own seemed to have made her feel rooted enough to settle back into a training routine. Though once the cool morning hours had pasted away, Anann freed herself from the dullness of a repetitive routine. Whether it be working on finishing the details of her home or simply goofing around with Anatoliy, it was rarely the same thing day after day. Lately she had been focusing on making clay bricks to build her fireplace with. The last batch still needed time to dry before she would be able to fire them. Since Anann didn't know what it was to be idle, she grabbed a large empty pack and started walking north.
The honey-hued woman tried to make what she needed and in most cases was able to do so. Though when it came to fabrics and linens she was left with little choice but to scavenge. Sadly, leather was not suitable for every application and she hardly wanted solely leather for bedding. Thinking of the things that she wanted to find, she reached the edge of Lunenberg before she knew it. She had been to the port town a few times, but had yet to really explore it. She chose the first house at random. The place was rough looking, but mostly intact. It was missing large patches of shingles and several the windows were busted out.
The place was as rough on the inside as it was on the outside. It appeared the roof leaked and the ceiling had sagged and fell away in spots. You never know what you might find though, so Anann started checking the closets. Bedding, towels, perhaps something she could use for drapes. Things of that sort were the focus of her search, completely ignoring the old clothing that still hung in the closets. Anann opened a door, expecting to find a bed room, instead she had hit the jackpot and found a linen closet. A few stacks of the folded towels and sheets were scattered about the floor where they had fallen long ago. Dark eyes searched over the stacks left on the shelves. Many were stained from the damage of water, though a few seemed untouched. Grabbing what she could easily carry out with her, Anann headed outside were she could get a better look and see if there was anything worth keeping.
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