Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160516023321/@comment-5583506-20160601010550

"Or maybe there will be ghosts?" joked Evelyne, though the tone of her voice indicated that she was indeed afraid of her own joke to turn out to be true.

The young Breton motioned with her hand for her group to follow in to the old wooden building. It was a long building, with two stories. A part of the ceiling on the eastern end had collapsed inwards, exposing several of the rooms inside.

Hildi took note of the unwilling Altmer. "Cheer up, would you? To be frank, I'd rather gather firewood than..." Another pounding pain rang inside her head, causing her to interrupt her own sentence and quickly clutch a hand to her forehead. She took a deep breath. "... rather than taking unnecessary risks."

"You okay, Mongo?" asked Ran'Jinro.