<html><head></head><body><div class="ydp55e8aac4yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">(I can't remember the layout so switch back to side or what ever)</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Pyan comes back from his little <span>excursion and waits four </span><span><span><pre>Dorhak</pre></span></span><span></span><span></span><span></span><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">to be free then tells him found a pit where food scraps have been buries and latrine. <br></div><span></span> <div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"> and tracks he found. pointing out the one set of tracks that seem heavy more worn in than others.</div><div dir="ltr"> From the silo NW and NW of the stairs down it leads to a tree.<br></div><div dir="ltr">He speeks of the broken bushes and limbs and the tree with subtle signs of climbing. <br></div><div dir="ltr">He mentions the faint signs of holes that may have been where stakes where.<br></div><div>Pyan offers his oppins that it was use to hung food out of reach of animals<br></div></div></div><div><div><br></div><div class="ydp55e8aac4signature">--- It is with books as with the fire in our hearths; we go to a neighbor to get the embers and light it when we return home, pass it on to others, and it belongs to everyone.</div></div></div></body></html>