Essin was tired, but then again at his age every day was tiring. As he trudged through the forest back to his isolated cabin, he was looking forward to a bite to eat, then relaxing with a mug of ale and a good pipe to end his day. For as surely as the sun would rise, he knew it was going to be a busy day tomorrow. He'd already had an eventful time checking his traps in the forest this day. He counted himself lucky to fill one trap on an average day, and many days he had nothing to show for his treks. Today all of his traps had been full. "Here now, what you be doing on me stoop?" asked Essin.