I try to sleep easy tonight but this bed doesn't feel righteous to me.



I'm tired of family traditions not working for me. I finally get inside my own home and the furniture doesn't even work good for a good folk.



I think of the fire that burned down west forest as [[piece by piece I disassemble the bed and toss into the fire outside.|Start]]



<<set $incinerated = true>>

<<set $driven = false>>

<<set $chair = false>>

<<set $bed = false>>

<<set $brick = false>>

<<set $frostbite = false>>

<<set $walked = false>>

<<set $car = false>>

Crusing down the road comes easy to me despite being chilled by the air outside.

<<if $walked eq true>>

<<if $brick eq true>>

I see someone flagging me down for help. A good kinfolk helps another. I begin to slow down [[when a brick hurtles through my window.|BrickCar]]

<<else>>

[[I see someone flagging me down for help.|RanOver]]

<<endif>>

<<else>>

<<if $chair eq false>>

I'm patient, as a good folk should be. I spot an unlit bonfire pit next to a cabin just up the road.



[[I pull my car behind the cabin and walk around front.|EmptyCabin]]

<<else>>

I'm patient, as a good folk should be. I spot a bonfire glow next to a cabin just up the road.



[[I pull my car behind the cabin and walk around front.|OccupiedCabin]]

<<endif>>

<<endif>>





Phew. Three sturdy pieces cut into a sturdy frame. Took a few hours but I work hard like a good folk should.



I ease into my creation, a fine chair made from the finest of the forest. At some point I ought to build me a new home to fit this new chair, something without photos of the past reminding me of what's passed.



Heh. The past is passed. I've moved on from work to relax at night, just like a goodfolk should.



I'll just sit here until I..



[[hear a quick knock at the door|Knock2]]

Phew. That took longer than I expected but I can rest at last. Took a lot of timber but a good folk needs a good bed to rest their hardworking bones in. Just like my chair there, hard work makes for good work. I feel content, laying here in bed by the fire. Feeling the heat wash the cold from my skin.



I finally feel like I'm in my home. It's been tough outside without one but the family lost a lot of good forest and a too many good folk in the fire last year.



I'll just close my eyes and bask in the heat until I..



[[hear a quick knock at the door|Knock3]]

I'm outside my cabin, in front of the bonfire.



[[I knock on the cabin door|OutsideKnocking]]

[[I warm myself by the bonfire|Bonfire]]

<<if $incinerated eq true>>

<<set $incinerated = false>>

Phew. I cut a righteous pile of timber, cut and burning in the bonfire. I'm sprouting like an oak in this family, slow and steady. At some point I ought to build me a new home, this one's got a few scratches and burns but the fire keeps my heart warm even when the wind and memories burn my soul.



Heh. Soul. Sometimes I feel like the sole kinfolk in these woods, cutting wood and staying warm by the fireplace. I work and then I relax at night, just like a good folk should.

<<else>>

Phew. I cut a righteous pile of timber, cut and drying by bonfire. Took a full day of work but my family needs new homes for the youngins. Sprouting like oaks, slow and steady. At some point I ought to build me a new home, this one's got a few scratches but the photos keep my heart warm even when the wind burns my skin.



A fair number of the old cabin panels were fallin right apart. I made the bonfire out of them and put the rest inside my fireplace. Heh. Fireplace. It's workin and then it'll relax at night, just like a good folk should.

<<endif>>

I'll just sit here until I..



[[hear a quick knock at the door|Knock]]

The embers of the fireplace fade and I'm standing under an oak. Did I come out in my sleep looking for something? Maybe if I searched the forest I would remember but I'm..



<<if $bed eq true>>

Freezing out here in the forest. My cabin is just up ahead down the road half covered in snow.

<<else if $chair eq true>>

Chilly out here in the forest. My cabin is just up ahead past the dwindling bonfire.

<<else>>

Cold out here in the forest. My cabin and crackling bonfire are just down the road.

<<endif>>

[[I walk towards my cabin and bonfire.|WalkUp]]

[[I turn into the woods, searching.|WoodWalking]]

They fall dead by the fire.



I pull in timber from the pile outside and start crafting a chair to sit in.



My hands take time to warm up but when they do, I carve quickly.



I'm happy to feel the warmth of the fire as I work hard, as a good folk should.



[[I finally finish my work.|Start2]]



<<set $chair = true>>

That sounded like a good folk fell on the cabin floor.



I sit upright, shivering and listening to the sound of a saw furiously working away on timber inside.



This is not righteous.



[[I walk into the woods, searching for warmth.|WoodWalking]]

[[I take a brick from the bonfire pit into the woods.|BrickWoodWalking]]

The cabin door gently opens.



A kinfolk greets me at the door.



I explain my situation and ask if I can come inside for warmth.

<<if $accepted eq true>>

[[They welcome me inside.|Inside]]

<<else>>

They decline, shutting the door in my face.



The bonfire is waning. Not warm enough for a good folk.



[[I walk into the forest, searching for warmth.|Car]]

<<endif>>

<<set $accepted = true>>

I welcome my kin folk inside.



We sit in front of the fire and talk about how cold outside has gotten since west forest burned down.



We talk easily, warming ourselves in front of the fire and then something goes wrong.



I explain to my kin folk that the home will take another day before the frame goes up. I try to explain this, I try to explain that good work takes good time and [[they strike without warning.|StruckDown]]

I take a brick from the bonfire for protection against ill kinfolk and hurry into the forest.



I walk for a good time in the woods down the snow covered road, searching for warmth.

<<if $car eq true>>

A car roars over the road towards me.

[[I desperately need warmth and toss a brick through the window.|BrickCar]]

<<else>>

[[I wave my brick to flag down the good kin folk driving the car.|RanOver]]

<<endif>>

<<if $brick eq true>>

They roll dead across the window with a thud. A brick crashes through my window.



I cruise down the icy road and continue driving.

<<set $frostbite = true>>

[[I drive down the snowy road.|SnowDriving]]

<<else>>

They roll dead across the window with a thud.



[[I cruise up the icy road.|SnowDriving]]

<<endif>>

It's cold outside, but there's a pile of timber in the bonfire pit. I'll just get to work and [[start a fire|Start]].

They fall dead out of their bed next to the fire.



I can't stand it anymore.. this chair creaks too much.



[[I drag the chair outside and toss it into the bonfire.|ChairFire]]

They fall dead out of their chair before the fire.



I pull in timber from the pile outside and start crafting a bed to sleep in.



My hands take time to warm up but when they do, I carve quickly.



I'm happy to feel the warmth of the fire as I work hard, as a good folk should.



[[I finally finish my work.|Start3]]



<<set $bed = true>>

Fireplace

Elbow Drop, Josh Wagner, Quantum Potato

Well, guess I better answer that. Wish I could have fallen asleep by the fire and dreamed of warmer days. But wishing ain't what keeps a good folk going these days.



My stone floor still cold, fire just got started. Shoes still drying by the fire. Wishing ain't what..



[[a second knock hurries me to the door|SecondKnock]]

<<if $car eq true>>

A car comes hurtling up the road as I walk down the snowy path.

<<set $brick = false>>

[[I wave at my kinfolk in the car for help|RanOver]]

<<else>>

I like it in these woods, even in the cold. Seeing all these trees reminds me of my many kinfolk. I'm thinking about what we'll do next week when



<<if $chair>>

[[I see a cabin just down the path.|OccupiedCabin]]

<<else>>

[[I see a cabin just down the path.|EmptyCabin]]

<<endif>>

<<endif>>



<<set $walked = true>>

I welcome my kin folk inside.



I offer them a seat in the fine chair and lay back in my fine bed. They warm their hands as the chair rocks them through currents of heat from the fire. We talk about how family tradition has changed before and after fire that burned west forest.



We talk easily, staying warm in front of the fire and then something goes wrong.



I'm just about to fall asleep dreaming of the west forest before it burned down while they discuss the limited resources our family has avilable when [[they strike without warning.|StruckDown3]]

I welcome my kin folk inside.



I sit in my fine chair while they warm their hands by the fire. We talk about how tough gathering firewood has been since the fire that burned west forest.



We talk easily, staying warm in front of the fire and then something goes wrong.



I explain to my kin folk that my home will go up first since my marriage happens in just a couple days from now and before their wedding later next week. I try to explain everything about family tradition but [[they strike without warning.|StruckDown2]]

I trudge away from the cabin into the forest. After a fair bit I turn around to get one last glimpse at the cabin and bonfire.



Behind the cabin is a car!



I trudge around the cabin into the car and start it up.



[[Quickly, I drive away|Driving]]



<<set $car = true>>

<<if $bed eq true>>

This kinfolk offers me their chair by the fire to sit in. I take a seat, rocking in front of the fireplace.



They lay back in their bed and talk of the fire that burned down west forest.



This isn't righteous, I should be resting in this cabin.



[[I strike without warning.|StruckDown3]]

<<else if $chair eq true>>

This kinfolk welcomes me inside. They rock in their chair in front of the fireplace, leaving me to sit on the floor.



We talk of the difficulty in building houses for all kinfolk in this harsh winter right after the fire that burned west forest.



This isn't righteous, I should be resting in this cabin.



[[I strike without warning.|StruckDown2]]

<<else>>

This kinfolk welcomes me inside. We sit in front of the fireplace, warming our hands.



We speak of our family tradition of cabin building when [[I strike without warning.|StruckDown]]

<<endif>>

I pull open the door. They fall dead out of the car onto the snowy road.



The wind rushes mercilessly through the broken windshield.



I drive down the road patiently, as a good folk should be. I spot a bonfire glow next to a cabin just up the road.



[[I pull my car behind the cabin and walk around front|OccupiedCabin]]

I warm myself by the burning bonfire then walk up to the cabin.



[[I knock on the cabin door|Inside]]

I crack the door open letting a gust of cold air sweep through my home.



Well rock my chair, its one of my family, another young sprout soon to be a newly wed. They know my house goes up first tomorrow..



"Heya, mind if I come inside? Cold out here without a bed to keep warm in."



"You're getting married in a few days -- is life really so cold for you?"



"My partner's gathering firewood in the east forest. I worked yesterday but need to sleep well to help with your house tomorrow."



[[I let my kin folk in|Entrance2]]

[[I need the warmth for my hardworking bones|Deflection2]]





I crack the door open letting a blast of freezing air sweep through my fine home.



Well smooth my floor, its one of my family, another young sprout soon to be a newly wed. They know every good folk needs their rest late at night.

<<if $driven eq true>>



<<else>>

"Heya, mind if I come inside? I've been walking through these woods for a good while now. Tried to flag someone down for a ride to warmth but saw nothing until your cabin and bonfire outside."



"You don't look so cold. I've been working hard today and need my rest. Don't you have another kinfolk's home around here to sleep in?"



"My kinfolk's home burned down in the west fire last year. We try to keep warm under pines but in this winter I need something more righteous for my bones."

<<endif>>

[[I let my kin folk in|Entrance3]]

[[I need the warmth for my hardworking bones|Deflection3]]





A good folk always does things according to tradition. Tradition is what keeps my kinfolk alive in these woods.



[[I knock a second time|OutsideSecondKnock]]

I worked hard today and I don't need a kinfolk bothering me late and in the cold.



I decline their visit and shut the door. I hear them walk off towards the bonfire and walk back to where I like to sleep.



I sit down into my chair and let a deep breath out, glad to stay safe and warm inside rocking by the fire.



I drift into sleep and dream of a [[warm glow spreading through the forest.|Forest]]

I worked hard today and I don't need a kinfolk bothering me late and in the cold.



I decline their visit and shut the door. I hear them walk off towards the bonfire and walk back to where I like to sleep.



I lay down in my bed and let a deep breath out, glad to stay safe and warm inside.



I drift into sleep and dream of a [[warm glow spreading through the forest.|Forest]]

I crack the door open feeling the cold air settle against my skin.



Well iron my stone, its one of my family, one of the young sprouts soon to be a newly wed. They know I'll get their house frame up tomorrow..



"Heya, mind if I come inside? Cold out here with no home. Stranger broke my window with a fireplace brick; I've got no way to keep me warm."



"I put on the bonfire and saw you sitting cozy. Not enough for a young one?"



"My hands stayed warm but the snow is freezing the rest of me. Can I make this my home tonight and stay warm?"



[[I let my kin folk in|Entrance]]

[[I need the warmth for my hardworking bones|Deflection]]



I sit by the bonfire to keep warm.



<<if $bed eq true>>

There isn't much strength left in the bonfire but it does its job and keeps a good folk from freezing in the night.



I drift to sleep dreaming of my marriage next week.

<<else if $chair eq true>>

Fresh kindling in the bonfire keeps it strong, letting the fire do its job and keep a good folk from freezing in the night.



I drift to sleep dreaming of my new house next week.

<<else>>

The fire's still new but it's warm enough to a good folk from freezing in the night.



I drift to sleep dreaming of building my kinfolk a house next week.

<<endif>>



[[A loud thud awakens me in the night|Waking]]







<<set $accepted = false>>



I worked hard today and I don't need a kinfolk bothering me late and in the cold.



I decline their visit and shut the door. I hear them walk off towards the bonfire and walk back to where I like to sleep.



I lay down next to the fireplace and let a deep breath out, glad to stay safe and warm inside.



I drift into sleep and dream of a [[warm glow spreading through the forest.|Forest]]

Well, guess I better answer that. Wish I could have fallen asleep rocking in this fine chair built by the fire. But wishing ain't what keeps a good folk going these days.



Stone floor's heated up a bit since I started working. Wish I could stay here and build another chair for..



[[a second knock hurries me to the door|SecondKnock2]]

Well, guess I better answer that. Wish I could have fallen asleep resting in this fine bed built from righteous timber by the fire. But wishing ain't what keeps a good folk going these days.



Stone floor's heated up quite a bit since I started working. I wish I could stay here and just enjoy my home, safe and sound..



[[a second knock hurries me to the door|SecondKnock3]]

<<if $frostbite eq true>>

My hardworking hands start feeling frostbitten just a ways down the road.



How am I going to build cabins like this?

<<endif>>

<<if $chair eq false>>

I'm patient, as a good folk should be. I spot an unlit bonfire pit next to a cabin just up the road.



[[I pull my car behind the cabin and walk around front.|EmptyCabin]]

<<else>>

I'm patient, as a good folk should be. I spot a bonfire glow next to a cabin just up the road.



[[I pull my car behind the cabin and walk around front.|OccupiedCabin]]

<<endif>>