A Modest Cabin                                         -      -      - 
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A small potbellied stove sits in the middle of the room, filling the room
with a warm glow.  Beltane ordinarily would not ever need a stove for
warmth, but the drows' terraforming operation on this island has been
particularly successful.  Now that it has been turned into a reasonable
facsimile of the Alyrian Underground, the stove is neither unusual nor
unwarranted on a sliver of jungle island in the center of the tropics.  The
chimney goes straight through the ash roof, piping the resultant smoke
outside, where the ash will dwell with the ash trees, hanging in the heavy
air with the sparrows and dusky sunlight.  
a middle-aged man is sleeping here.
a elderly drow woman is sleeping here.