Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-5543592-20200119193159

It was a wall that so happened to be curved. The stonework was impeccable.

The rain picked up, until it was pouring. Nyasia's hair plastered to her head and she wrapped her arms around herself as her cloak and then clothes soaked through. The trail began to incline upwards, so that they were walking direclty into the rain.

Lightning split the sky, lighting up the whole forest in a flash--it was only trees as far as they could see. A cold breeze began to work its way down the trail to them.

"Why haven't you left?" The knight rasped.