Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150315182542/@comment-3293219-20150318222829

Arrietty continued to dust herself off, wincing as her hands skimmed over her bloody knees.

"Urgh... My knees are wrecked!" She snapped, looking at the blood on her fingers that she had managed to wipe off of her knees as she grazed them. She swiftly looked up, to the cave's entrance, only to see the shadow of a man there, staring at her in the darkness. He had an unusual hulking figure, built up like a huge, well experienced warrior, standing at around eight to ten feet.

In his right hand hung some sort of blade, a shortsword of some kind, it's details weren't very clear as it lingered in the dark, along with the rest of him. Only a few features on his body were visible, due to the flickering light, coming from the strobe at the center of the room. He remained out of the light's reach, staring in silence...

Arrietty stopped talking and lowered her hand, she then stopped doing everything as if she was paralysed by fear...