Elbow climbs quietly up onto the back porch, discarding the thought of even looking for stairs as the task seems beyond reason, at this point. (It would take quite some time for him to find it, actually)

The boxes, as they seemed, are just that - boxes. They are, however, very very dry. They are each about an arm and a half's length in each dimension and stacked with acute precision atop one another, completely snug against the wall against which they rested. They total four, in all - and from the looks of it, were made of something resembling a pine, though the wood's color was a bit bluer than normal.

Elbow noted nothing particular about the boxes themselves, and at any rate, at least Andrew and Tarelth were making good lawnmowers out of themselves. Grass was being flung everywhere and wound up tangled amongst the beard of Baneri, and the hair of Dion and Gamine.

The mage began to become irritated, "Oh, hurry it up, man! Are we lighting this thing up, or are we going to just join Elbo over there and stare at those boxes some more? Make up your minds!"
-The Plumed Knight.-

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