Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-5543592-20150329030539

Efmrider wrote: (Rider will assume an hour is long enough to wait for morning to come.)

Pris woke slowly. The bed was comfortable and warm, far more comfortable than any she had slept on since leaving her home in Eastmarch so many years ago. She wondered if she would ever have a permanent bed of her own again--a permanent home. The hunger gnawing her belly finally forced her to rise, pull on her boots and seek the door. She went in search of a privy first. She could not smell any food cooking.

''I guess it's the inn for me. ''She checked her coin purse, picked up her staff and started for the door. (Shit, sorry, fell asleep.)

Abraham was keeping watch by the door outside as Pris left. "Do you need gold?"