You were more than prepared to walk past the cabin. After all, you're the last person to let a cool breeze bring a falter in your step. However, it would be much more pragmatic to try the cabin than risk an ambush by camping. Hopefully, it's a human home, and if not... well, you'll just have to evict its occupants, won't you?
You dismounted your horse and strolled up to the door of the cabin. Up close, you can see it's not exactly the most inviting cabin: the wood is chipped in various places, and the logs aren't quite aligned perfectly. Either it was built in a hurry, or by someone (or something) who only has basic knowledge of cabin construction. Or, in the worst-case scenario, it was ransacked by monster boys, who enslaved the previous owner while taking their home... best not to think about that one too much. Still, a home is a home. You grip your hammer tightly, prepared for the worst as the owner approaches the door...
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