His fingers scratched his hair as he strode downstairs with a candle in hand, heading into his study to poke around.He'd heard a loud noise that had startled him and had decided to check for burglars, though It'd be difficult in the massive rows of books.Sighing he strode to the large chair by the hearth in the middle of the study and sat down, grabbing the pipe off the arm chair and filling it with the exotic herb he'd acquired in his travels."Well, if there was one here, they're long gone now" he stated, lighting his pipe and inhaling deeply, relaxing into the fabric as he exhaled the thick purple smoke into the air.His eyes glanced hazed across all his books before he noted one on the floor."Ah, that explains the noise" he stated, standing up and striding over to pick it up.
As he shuffled along his foot caught on the length of his robe and sent him into a slide, landing on his rump with a groan."Ungh, my back!" he croaked.
As he shuffled along his foot caught on the length of his robe and sent him into a slide, landing on his rump with a groan."Ungh, my back!" he croaked.