Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141115154304/@comment-24449631-20141115233920

Rowan woke up.

Like he just had a terrifying dream. Although he couldn't remember what it was about.

It just make him feel like shit more so than he already did.

The winterbirds sung their playful tune as the noon sun shun through the barren trees.

Some now brown leaves still dangling from the branches.

He looked around.

Nothing but familiar nature... No fridrik to be seen.

He got back up, quite stiffly. As he felt that his backside was completely wet.

The Nord stretched and scratched his beard.

... There was one place left to go...

The Nord checked his arrows in his quiver and his sword. Then set out to Fort Greenwall.