Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-3293219-20150325170300

"I got a Sickle out of it." She said, patting the farmer's sickle, that was tied to her waist.

"I don't think I got caught either... I... Don't really remember much to be honest. Other than the shovel, that I do remember but the rest is just... fuzzy..." The Breton stopped as her trail of thought came to halt as she began to smell food.

"Wow, you can cook in here? Does the owner mind?"