Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140725170325/@comment-12599067-20140809163726

Bjolmar answered with nothing but silence as he took a seat on his plank. Unfortunately, no extra meals were delivered, as the warden had seemingly kept his promise about the punishments all the convicts would face if those who had raided the kitchens were not revealed.

Bjolmar's attention turned towards the window as twilight began to fade into darkness, reminding him that soon they would either escape from the prison or die trying. The thought did very little to comfort him, but he reminded himself that now was not the time to get cold feet, as they were too close to escaping to turn back now.