Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150620140931/@comment-5583506-20150627182625

Emperor Maximus wrote: Myra wouldn't know how long it was before she awoke. She ached all over, but was vaguely aware of someone standing over her.

'Erm, hello? Are you still alive? You look wounded. Very wounded. How could you survive something like that?'

Stading over her was a man dressed in simple clothing. He looked like he was probably a simple farmer.

There was a cold breeze flowing through the campsite, and far off in the distance came the sound of a dragon. As she slowly woke up again she found herself being watched by some ordinary man of the people. A peasant. A farmer. She was neither in the mood nor did she have the patience to explain her untimely resurrection to this man. Especially when there was a dragon about, which she could clearly hear roaring in the distance.

''What was the last thing I remembered? I remember counting the stars... but for what reason?''

She murmured something incoherent as she stood up, leaning over her sword. "Get out of here", she muttered. "I have more monsters to deal with..."