Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-5583506-20150222141045

"Oh, gods..." murmured Wraith.

This was it. Somehow she was greatful that she didn't have to live another 7 or 8 years in misery wearing that helmet. Instead she would die here. She had no experience of fighting and even though her old teacher had taught her a thing or two about magic, it wouldn't be nearly enough to help her survive this incoming battle.

But she did what was expected of her and slowly approached the weapons, trembling as she did. Her shaking hand found a short sword. She would have peed herself in fear of what was coming if she hadn't remembered that she hadn't had anything to drink for the past two days.