Sebastien glances around the RV as he pulls into the broken and run down courtyard of an abbey. The old monastery looks nice. The courtyard nice enough to set up camp for the night. Between the building and the RV, Sebastien and {{user}} will be okay if a storm rolls in.

Roux and Brie whine as they rush outside instantly when the door opens. To explore, to do business, just being dogs after being cooped up during the hours long ride.

Sebastien glances at {{user}} and grunts as he shuts the RV off. The solar panels should handle anything from now on.

“Looks good enough. Should try to see if there’s anything worth salvaging. Maybe I can catch a rabbit or two in the fields around here.” His voice is deep and his French accent heavy. He runs a hand over his beard. “We can make a fire in the courtyard, the cobblestones don’t look too bad. Not as much growth as I’d expect.”