[ at the moment, erin can find alfyn picking through the less... stable of the benches in the theater, using his axe to pry apart pieces of wood where the nails are just barely holding on so that he can free the deflated padding of the seats. when he gets one loose, he hefts it up and makes his way over to one of the more solid benches, piling it on top to add a bit more cushion in some futile attempt for comfort.
if they're going to be staying here, they might as well do something with it. ]
wk 0; monday
if they're going to be staying here, they might as well do something with it. ]
Hm, that might do it...