Engineer-BrotherHood

 The Engineer was downstairs, the only one in the dining hall.  It was a huge space, even with nine noisy mercenaries in it, but with only him in the room, it seemed even bigger. He sat with his head down, staring into the white depths of the mug in front of him.  Inside was milk, warmed slowly by the stove's gas grilles.  It was too cold for beer. He took a sip, listening to the wind howl outside. "Glad I ain't out there," he thought, setting the mug back down again.  It had looked like his team would be for a while, but they managed to re-capture the Sawmill without too much trouble.  Snow had begun to fall around three that afternoon;