treasure trove or trap
03-07-2022, 07:51 PM
Tyrian had found a brewer's paradise. Hidden in a tangle of of fruiting vines lay a crumbled workshop. The weight of the plants seemed to have been its downfall as it appeared decades worth of growth blanketed its roof. There was so much of it that Tyrian had almost missed that there was a shed under all that vine. With the roof caved in like an old soda can, Tyrian had been hesitant to go inside but with just one peek he knew it was worth the risk. From what he could see, the walls were lined with shelves and arranged around worktables in the center of the room. The shelves on one side of the building appeared to have come down with the roof and there was glass and debris all over the place, but the other walls still stood and on their shelves, shrouded in dust and wrapped in vine, were rows and rows of bottles full of promise. With a thoughtful frown Tyrian stood back and looked the doorway over. The whole thing was a shaky mess. Getting in there and not getting smushed was going to be tricky. "" |