Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140928161954/@comment-11457306-20141007035007

(One more and then I think we are done.)

Tasha and Brihanna reached the point where they had left Daria. Tasha judged it safe enough to descend. Brihanna was tiring and Tasha did not wish to have another wounded Nord on her hands. She helped Brih down off the last limb and felt her trembling from fatigue.

"Brihanna has done well," she praised, "but she is tired now.  We walk from here."

Brih nodded, breathless. "Did I used to climb trees?"

"No, this one has never seen Brihanna climb."

Brih looked surprised. Tasha did not give her time to wonder. "Come, move quickly.  Those others may follow us."

"Our allies?"

"No, the golden hairs.  The Altmer."

Brihanna picked up the pace. She noted Tasha looking at the ground. "What are you looking at?"

"This one looks for Daria's prints, but sees only Bosmer."

"Well, of course hers would be lost among all the others," said Brih. "She's with the Bosmer.  She'll be okay."

"This one is not so sure..." But Tasha moved on.