"Ooh, Jiru! This looks good!" Jiru said nothing, gesturing for them to eat. Jiru had dug into his food, ignoring the three glancing at him. He turned toward Sorah, "so how'd it go with testing that blade?"
"Good, I think it'll do for now in case there's any intruders that decide to stop by." Jiru nodded at the words, "good. You'll be standing guard then," Sorah didn't seem to have any complaints with that. It was a fairly easy job, all that was required of one was to sit on one side of the front doors and prevent anyone from coming in.
Jiru had his own plans, "I'll be going to a nearby town here in a couple of days and I'll need someone to come with me." He looked over the remaining three, "Markos and Kyros. You two are in charge of hunting for food, so Salem. You'll be coming with me," he finished off his meal and took his dishes back to the kitchen to clean them up.
Jiru stopped to face his companions, "clean up your dishes when you're done. Salem, meet me outside when you're done." He had vanished beyond the front door after a few moments, going to sit out on the roof to watch for anyone that might be nearing their new home. It wasn't long before Salem joined him up on the roof, looking at him in wait. "I've decided...that we'll be staying. Which is why you and I are going to make a trip to the next town for supplies," he finished. He didn't meet Salem's gaze, "we're staying?" He asked, hardly able to believe that they'd be staying in such a building. Jiru simply nodded, "you can tell the others if you like." There was no point in keeping it secret, "so settle in and get ready for two days from now. We leave at dawn," Salem nodded and jumped off the roof to go tell the others.
Jiru sighed and laid back, watching the clouds as they passed overhead. He had fallen asleep not long after Salem left, his silvery locks covering his eyes.
Several hours passed before Jiru stirred again, a drop of water waking him up. He woke up immediately, sitting up to look up at the sky. It had grown considerably darker even though they still had a few hours of day light left, thunder roared and lightning flashed brightly above.
With a sigh, Jiru jumped from the roof and went inside to watch the rain from his room without actually being in it. He noticed that the fire was burning low and would soon go out if not tended to, he'd get it going again if it got too cold in the stormy weather.
Jiru had been sitting by his window, leaning slightly against the glass as he watched the rain come down. Salem had come to his room and informed him that it was getting pretty cold in the house, Jiru nodded then went to start up the fire again. Once it roared to life, he put Salem in charge of keeping it going. Sorah had decided to keep Salem company while they sat there and watched the fire burn, warming the building up.
Jiru returned to his room to map out the trip he would be taking with Salem, making lists of what they would be getting and preparing sacks to be taken with them to carry their purchases back in. There were lists for clothes, weaponry, and other necessities for them to be able to live in their current home. They would have to be able to fix it up if the time came along with the rest of the village.
The next day, Jiru asked for what the others preferred for clothing as well as the sizes they wore. Jiru planned to stock up on clothing, weapons, and other things as well. He wouldn't be shopping for toys but for tools that they could utilize to the best of their advantages.
The day came and went fast, mostly in a blur for Jiru. For Salem and the others, it didn't go by quite as fast but it still seemed to go by faster than usual.
Dawn had arrived and Jiru had awoken Salem for him to prepare while Jiru gathered their things for their trip. Jiru had split the bags with Salem, taking on most of the weight himself because he didn't want to wear his companion down too fast or too much.
It was barely past dawn before the pair set off, making their way toward the next village over for supplies and a surprise that no one could see coming. Jiru was silent for most of the way while he looked over the lists, talking only whenever Salem engaged in small subjects to talk about.