Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-3293219-20150325161206

Arrietty, eventually came stumbling out of the tavern, clutching a bag of money in her left hand as she looked around the stores. They seemed to be selling fruits, vegetables and meats of every kind, though she had no idea what would be ideal for placing on her swollen eye.

She went to one of the stands and browsed for a steak big enough to cover the big purple bruise on her face, hoping to reduce the swelling or at least numb the pain... She got herself a cow steak, cut fresh less than forty eight hours ago, as a result it was rather expensive for a piece of meat but Gods was it worth it. She bought it, without hesitation and immediately burried her eye in it, sighing with relief as she enjoyed the rather expensive moment of joy as her face numbed for the first time that day.

The Breton wandered off, into the town, hoping to find the others, if they hadn't left without her...