Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-11457306-20150408010433

Lorelai watched him go. The afternoon was stretching on toward evening. She shifted the pack on her shoulders and started off, weaving back through the way the boy had led her with an unerring sense of direction. Finally she reached the market place and turned toward the gate. She could be back in the forest by dark if she hurried. She looked forward to it. She couldn't wait to get the stench of the city out of her nostrils.