Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181204194214/@comment-3293219-20181210002200

As Rolf slept, the peaceful scene remained aconstant for several hours. Moira slept still, giving off weak and shallow breaths as she did so, which was the only sound in the room and the only bit of visibility was the streak of moonlight, that cast through the window.

However, the picturesque tranquility of their first night was disturbed by a wayward shadow, that entered the room. Sat in the darkness, barely visible to the naked eye was a darked robed man, who slowly approached the double bed and pulling his hand from the depths of his sleeves.

He extended a pale finger from said sleeve and gave rolf a prod, in the arm, several times.

"Don't make a sound boy..." Nells whispered.

"I'm only here to talk..."