Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140421012810/@comment-11457306-20140421032123

Alyssa walked from the lakeside back toward Riften, leading her mare. The day was bright and promised to be warm. The air was fragrant with the scent of growing things and rich earth. She was enjoying the break between jobs and was growing used to Raptor's absence.

Suddenly she stopped. She could swear she heard sobbing. She turned in a circle, trying to determine the source of the sound. An old fallen tree trunk lay not far from her. She dropped the mare's reins and stepped forward cautiously, soundlessly, drawing her dagger.