Almost dead

The day began as every other day had since a few years back now for Cenwynne, with work but since the winter had come and gone, the work was beginning to clear up as the work orders were finished, deliveries were made and with the summer fast approaching  he felt that he could take  a day off. So into Bree he rode and went to the Inn of the Prancing Pony for a drink and a few laughs before he left it, walking around in town to see if he could snap up any ideas or supplies for his work.