Hermitcraft / DreamSMP Crossover

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Sorry this one took a while, things kept happening and I'm really, really tired. I'll try and get the next one up quicker!

Grian felt warm. A comfortable warmth that was different from the cave he'd been sleeping in, which was odd to say the least, unless Grian had gotten hypothermia but he wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. He shifted slightly, trying to grab at consciousness. He felt something warm and heavy on top of him. It's a vastly different feeling from his cloak, but it's comforting non the less. 

Grian struggled to open his eyes, sleep still having a hold on him. When he finally managed, he notices he's on a bed in a small wooden room with very little decorations. Grian sat in silence for a while, simply looking around from his cozy spot on the bed, when he finally realized:

This isn't one of the other Hermits bases surely, he would recognize it.. So where is he?

He forced himself to sit up and lazily flipped the blanket that was previously resting on top of him off of himself. He then realized that his cloak was sitting on the end of the bed, folded neatly. He swung his foot over the side of the bed and shakily stood up. Using the bed as a safety measure, Grian picked up the purple cloak and flipped it over his shoulders, attaching the golden pin at the front. He took another cautious glance around the room. It was obviously made of spruce wood, and Grian could tell this wasn't any of the Hermit's styles which confused him a whole lot. The architect side of him just wanted to stand there and examine it but he shook the thought away and moved towards the rather obvious exit of the room. He turned the handle and pulled the door open, examining the empty spruce hallway quietly.

As he quietly and cautiously walked through the hall, he noticed the entire building seems to give off a comforting sort of aura while still remaining mysterious. He soon finds two stairways, one leading down and one leading up. Before he can decide anything, he hears voices coming from further down the hall. Grian's curiosity has been the main cause of death to him of all things in this universe, yet he crept towards to room where the voices were coming from. He stopped at the edge of the wall and listened in to two people talking.

-'ergians. Of course I was careful to cover my tracks, it's not the first time I've been hunted, you need to stop worrying about me. And I swear if it's because of my age-"

Grian has to put a hand to his mouth to try and hide the giggles that nearly escaped.

"I know you can handle yourself- But the thing is, we don't know who that guy is! He could be a spy or something!"   The second person spoke.

Grian deduced the two people talking were both male from their voices. Though the first one sounds much older than the second.

"If he were a spy, why would he be half frozen and alone in a cave?"

Oh... They were talking about him weren't they.