Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150518062512/@comment-5543592-20150523012229

Lazarus Grimm wrote: "Nice... uhm... place?" said Najiima carefully as she entered. The interior was simple. There was a cloth for the floor, a bed roll and, surprisingly, a horse.

"You can sleep there." Scire nodded at the bed roll. He went to the animal and began going through the pouches on it's side. He shrugged off his bow, quiver, and pulled off his dagger belt, setting the weapons off to the side.

He came out of the pouch holding some sort of meat that made been smoked, cured, and then roasted. Scire went over to the side of the tent opposite the bed roll and began munching away, leaving Najiima to her buisiness.