This very basic corral is made up of sections of very simple rustic fencing, joined up by stakes and rope.  It doesn't look like it would stop any real attempt to escape.  However the 20 or so horses in here seem to be grazing happily.

Lex finished up his work on the railings and made his way to the fire for a meal before looking for Oleg to see if he had any more tasks for today. Since the branding, Lex has been trying to make amends and hoping his hard work would help those who witnessed the branding, forget his outburst.

Zorah passed by the young man who appeared to have retired from theft.  She noticed the look of his hands and realized he made have some skill in a trade the others have not thought to ask about.

"I've heard the renovations here have been partly your doing?  You have the rough hands of a tradesman.  Some small remains of dye linger perhaps?  Have you worked with animal hides in the past?  Or is it woodworking?"