Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-25127382-20150522191950

Lavinia still found herself in White River Watch, Whiterun. She had left the cave a couple of times, mainly to scavenge the farms and meadery around Whiterun for food and drink, should she run out. Fortunately for her, Skyrim was a relatively desolate land, even before the outbreak, so avoiding the cities made it easy to avoid the undead, and the few she did see, she could handle, subtly. Quite the convenient province to be in during the end times. She was more worried about whether they were doing okay in the more heavily populated provinces, like High Rock and Cyrodiil, or if they were having the same problem at all.

She had also taken any books she could find, as she was quite the avid reader, particularly when bored.

She was no longer quite so scared as she was initially, mainly due to the fact that she had a hideout, and was more well-rested. She walked up to the pile of books she had scavenged, and picked up a book, while sipping on a bottle of ale. 'The Lusty Argonian Maid'. She must have been affected by the alcohol more than she though, as she actually considered reading it. She eventually threw the book to the ground, picking up another one. 'Remanada' seemed more like her sort of material. She sat down and began reading, as she had little else to do anyway. She didn't quite feel like going outside to risk her life for no purpose.