Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150126212201/@comment-11457306-20150202012428

(I was in the tub and I am gettin worse so this is my last post.  I have no thermometer to gage my fever--I had one left and now some one has lost that one too.  I'm going to order a hundred of them online.)

Daly looked down at the heavy purse in her hand, shocked. "I can't accept this--," but the man had already walked off. She looked up to see the group leaving. She made up her mind quickly. The money went into her pouch and she hefted her bow and walked a bit unsteadily after the motley crew, pausing only to throw up over the side of the plank.

Relieved, she promised herself a cider as soon as she got to the Inn.