Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-5583506-20160903231838

"Aye", Beatrix sighed and plopped down on the ground, dragging the Nord down by his clothing to sit down next to her. "Never thought that we would have to rely solemnly on luck. We've got no horses, half of the equipment was confiscated by the Emperor's People, we are wounded, tired, hungry; and to top it all off our leader has lost an arm."

She gazed up to the sky, slowly shifting over into a nuance of turquoise as the sun set. "If I wasn't so afraid that I might say something that angers them further, I would say that the Gods are pissing on us... and enjoys it."