Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150315182542/@comment-3293219-20150316210315

As Arrietty re-entered the city, she began to wonder if the old bugger, who had previously conned her out of some information, had taken her advice and gone to the undercroft. Not that she cared, in fact, she hoped that he did and that the cultists were eating his entrails...

She stopped, just short of the front door and sighed, hating herself for being so weak... She was as selfish as the next guy but when push came to shove, she always ended up caving in. She failed to understand anyone who didn't cave into their principles or people who never had any to begin with...

Grabbing her sickle hook, by the bottom of the handle, she swung it around and followed the elder's trail to the undercroft...