Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-5583506-20150817030858

"I figured as much", said Evelyne, motioning for Artik with her head to follow her. "Come along then, Artik. Let's find ourselves some place to rest up."

The inn was grey and dull. There wasn't a lot of people visiting these days. Most of them fled as far south as possible, while others had just accepted that they were in no shape to be leaving the place they called their homes and so decided to remain. Remain and wait for the inevitable...

It was horrible to think of it. Civilization stood for the first time against an even greater threat than any Oblivion invasion could muster. The world stood upon the brink of total destruction. Or even worse... a fate in which the world would be reduced into the nothingness it had once been hewn from.

Evelyne sat down by the fireplace. Even though it had been lit, the fire was so weak they barely gave off a single crackling sound. Outside the wind was howling and snow flakes gathered upon the unwashed windows. A chambermaid was coughing and washed the floors in a cobwebbed nook.

"So this is what we have been reduced to, Artik?" she asked the wolf, although the question could as well have been directed at herself. "This is the moment when humanity needs to be at its strongest, but... it is not. I fear that we are in for an even greater darkness than anything history could possibly throw at us."

Artik stuck his head up underneath her arm and whined. She brushed the wolf affectionately on his furry chest. "Yeah, I am worried to." She placed a kiss on the animal's head. "But we will look after each other. As we always have."

''During two months, one day and five hours... ''she kept repeating inside her head.