Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150615234235/@comment-5583506-20150616023051

Elda glanced his way before she strutted down a ridge to a clear lake, primarily consisting of water from mountain springs. The water was so pure that she was able to see the bottom from a distance, and even then the lake was fairly deep.

When she was sure that the Imperial wasn't around she began to remove her clothes, folding them neatly and hanging them over a nearby rock before she took a skip out from a cliff and plunged into the depths head-first.

It was cold, but she was used to the sensation. She had miraculously survived over two nights at the bottom of the ocean inside The Crowfodder so what did she have to fear from water. When she came up to the surface again, she swam over to a minor inlet and let herself sink until her chin was just barely touching the water.

She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to find some sort of inner peace in being back where she belonged. In the mountains...