Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150126212201/@comment-11457306-20150201231923

Daly hobbled as quickly as she could back to her cabin. Once inside, she slammed the door and wished there were something to bar it with. With shaking hands, she removed the last of her damp garments and rummaged through the drawers looking for something dry to put on. She opted for the black robes and fur shoes. The Blackguard armor stunk too bad. She collapsed on the bed and pulled a fur up to her chin. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.