Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151207231213/@comment-24685738-20151210030030

"Hunt deer?" Hawke suggested, with a light smile.

"Or investigate a murder." Diana offered, sitting down beside them after she had come down the stairs from her room. Her hair was freshly washed, and curled in waves down her back. She was currently fiddling with it. She looked almost well-rested, though it was hard to tell what had kept her up all night.