Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-10197675-20150408213252

Swool gently landed upon a branch of a tree that wasn't to far from the ruin as the company stopped to gain some rest, in the not so tranquil but rather fresh part of the Rift. As the buzzard perched itself on the branch she carefully plucked some loose feathers that may have been ravaged by the winds on her prior flight to the ruin. She then watched as the company started to accustom themselves to the shelters outside of the ruin.