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Thus it was that Sam got a nasty shock , as it got dark rather than settleing down to a nice bowl of stew and a doze in front of the fire he was put out into a cold dark yard. He whined and scratched the door , he barked and yelped but to no avail he was a trainee guard dog and the luxuries of domesticity were denied him got rhis darkening anyway .
The two men steeled themselves to sit out the racket and after half a candlemark sam settled a bit padding the length of the yard and back again .It was close to midnight when a scratch on the wall was enough for Sam to pick his ears up. behind it stood “Smudger”. A bit of a rough, occasional remover of unwanted propertry and general jack the lad arrived. He wore several padded jackets and his sleeves were wrapped in rags he shinned up to the top of the wall and began to slipover it .
Quiet maybe but Sam had hearing likes a bats radar and he stiffened as the shadowy figure slipped onto the cobbles of the yard
OOC ~ Sams your dog so what does he do and how ?
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