Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-14139769-20140731052052/@comment-5518614-20140804074845

Wyeta runs off quickly, her stomach growling. ''Darn, I really need something to eat. ''

A group of bandits had held her up a few days ago, taking all her tavern money and her Bow, "Sepherene". She had managed to get the bow back by trying to trade for it, giving them her silvered arrows and her armor, saying that she would bring 5000 gold to the bandits. They had agreed, and now, with nothing but her bow, some arrows and some deer pelt clothes she had hunted and crudely fashioned, she intended to recruit some mercenaries to return and kill them.