Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-5543592-20150930225005

Night soon feel onto the traveling party, as they reached a pass at one of the snowy mountain peaks. The cold wasn't a probably- Pierre kept it away quiet nicely, and he made a fire by scavenging up dry, brittle animal bones, and used them for kindling. From there, he pretty much had it handled.

He now sat by the fire, on his bedroll (he'd acquired a new one during their days in Whiterun) and stared into the flames, quietly seething.