Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-25038310-20150522184658

Jordain still didn't find any survivors, and soon, he would need to find a place to set up for the night. And maybe have some food or perhaps some water or mead. However, going to an inn and buying all this won't prove very succesfull. Who knows how far this plague stretches..?

At passing one of the many oaks in the forest, he finally decided to head back to the main road, while avoiding it at the same time. He did not want to get lost, certainly not now.. he had been walking close to the shore for about an hour, but he had searched long enough. After all, he was tired.

He turned around, but he suddenly stood still when he saw a woman through some of the trees and shrubbery, about ten meters away from him. The woman didn't notice him, but seemed to be occupied by something else. She was kneeling down, and had her arms spread as if she wanted to hug someone.

"Sister! Sister! This way! This way! Come on! Almost here!" She beckoned, rather loudly. Jordain feared she was going to attract one of the undead, who might be close.

What surprised - or rather, frightened and shocked Jordain, was the 'sister' the woman was referring to. A small girl, not older than her early teens, limped over to her. She had a grayish skintone, hinting the worst. She was one of the undead.

She growled, rather high pitched in a certain way, as she slowly made her way to her older sister. Jordain wasn't noticed in the dense forest, but he watched on nonetheless. Some guts were hanging out of the younger sister, which was extremely disturbing to him. He felt a sour feeling in his stomach, almost throwing up.

The older sister was dressed in ragged clothing, her pupils were grey and she had various bite marks in her hands and cheecks. He didn't know what this meant, but it was not a good sign. He had to something. Anything.

Without even thinking about it, he drew his bow and nocked an arrow. He slowly brought it up, aiming at the little girl.

''Wait, Jordain. This.. is a little girl! She..- although..''

He was conflicted. This was not the little girl that her older sister knew, but a wretched undead that probably wanted to feast on her, like.. her. Yulga..