He purchased a bed cover that he was able to fill with straw and made himself a decent pallet upon which to sleep. He also bought himself several tools that he was not able to steal and made a bookshelf for his books. He then bought a couple carpets, stole a couple others, along with materials to begin fixing and replacing the various traps throughout his underground lair. Azerick made sure that he was able to bolt the doors from the inside so that no one else might stumble upon one and invade his newest sanctuary. He had found six exits leading out into the city. Two opened into the sewer, one into the warehouse that he first used to exit, another, surprisingly enough, opened into the old tannery where he had first met Jon and the others. This brought back a fresh feeling of loss and loneliness but he did not weep for them again. From now on, he would wear his pain and loneliness like armor, and he would let no one and nothing hurt him again. The last exit was a small door that he had to crawl through on his hands and knees to get through.
