Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-25127382-20150517044047

(Well then, I guess I'll start.)

Lavinia was currently sitting on a branch, quite a way up a tall tree, reminiscing about what had happened in the last period of her conciousness.

She had returned to Riften to collect on the bounty for a bandit chief she had killed. As she returned, a guard had attacked her, and kept smacking his helmet into her shoulder, as if... as if trying to bite her through the helmet. She had managed to fight off the guard, stabbing him in the throat. To her surprise, the wound barely had any effect on the guard, but she escaped nonetheless.

Lavinia started running away from Riften, and as she ran, she saw three travelers on the road. One of the travelers tried to leap at her as she ran past, but she ducked under, followed by a stab in the travelers side, courtesy of Lavinia's dagger. Once again, she ran. She looked back as she ran, noticing that the wound, which was so deep it should have caused the man to drop to the ground and start bleeding out, had little effect on that... thing.

She had tried to get to Shor's Stone, but things were not much better. One of the damned creatures had spotter her and rushed towards her, but was ended by a swiftly fired arrow in the eye before she got close. The female creature was quickly replaced  by three more, forcing Lavinia to once again escape in a hurry.

And that is how she got to where she was, resting high in a tree just outside Ivarstead. She was scared. Men have always been scared of what they do not understand, and she could not fathom what had happened. But, following Shor's Stone, she at least knew that an arrow in the brain could kill those... monsters, or whatever they were.

Lavinia was exhausted after what had happened. She had never ran so fast in her life. But she knew that the forests were safer than the cities, as not many people live in the forests, and similarly, there couldn't be many of those creatures here.

She was heavily considering traveling the path south of the Throat of the World, and crossing the border, or perhaps moving onwards to Whiterun or Falkreath. She scanned the area before leaping down from the tree, and then she continued west.