Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20170202101117/@comment-25961119-20170209015951

Name: Elise Fanrad

Race: Breton

Gender: Female

Age: 27

Weapon/Armour: Torn Thieve's Guild armor, tattered boots, and an Orcish War Axe

Sanity: Falling into insanity, but vainly holding onto what shred of humanity she has left.

Backstory: Before Motoa struck Elise was a member of the Thieve's Guild in Riften. She was in the Cistern at the time of the wind, so she did not have much to worry about right then. She, along with seven other guild members are in the Ratway, making due with eating Skeevers and the Vagrants and lowlifes within the Ratway. Of course, most would be sickened by the Guild members for eating the dead, but they knew that it was survival now. After a few weeks, the group started to run low on food. Within days, everyone was pointing daggers and swords at each other's throats. First they ate the Orc, since he was the biggest and could feed more people, then the two Nord brothers. What was left was Elise, two Bosmer, and a Redguard. The Redguard became paranoid, given the Cannibalistic nature of Bosmer, and slaughtered both of them in their sleep. Elise was awake during the Redguard's attempt on her life. After a long fight of parrying and kicking, Elise had little choice but to dig into his freshly decapitated head. A month later, she had eaten the last of her former comrades and she is getting desparate. She takes a deep breath and walks out of her small room within the Warrens.

(By the way, how have you been Wind?)