Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150921221737/@comment-3293219-20150922211810

Agatha slowly lifted herself up off of the floor, grumbling a couple of obsanities on her way up as she proceeded to look around, seeing a large hole in her window. Her eyes followed the trail of destruction down from the hole in the window down to the floor, the glass that once fit in the hole was now a field of shards that got smaller and smaller, until they ended in a blood trail, with the odd feather scattered along the ground and finally the corpse of a crow.

The Breton sighed heavily in frustration, gently rubbing the elbow that she fell on, when she fell out of bed.

"Stupid bloody bird..." She grumbled, she didn't know what made it fly into her window but she did know one thing, she wasn't cleaning it up.