Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160715062945/@comment-24696651-20160718180009

Qatari made her way to the shack, imitating the slow, lumbering action of the man who had clearly not been well equipped for wading through swamps. She was reasonably confident that the men, paranoid and on edge, would assume any one of them dying was the work of the witch in the gloom. She crouched down, pulling out her crossbow, and fired at the head of one of the men at the shack, the clicking sound of her crossbow masked by the noise of the men shouting angrily.