Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140524180029/@comment-24685738-20140526132243

Maria sat up from her place on the kitchen floor. Sometime during the night, the cauldron had tipped over, spilling its contents all over her.

She picked a potato chunk from her hair and threw it across the room. I wonder if there's a pond around here... She mused, picking herself up from the floor.

As she walked, she tripped over a group of bottle, smashing them.

I'll clean that up later...

For some reason, all the paintings and rugs were ripped, when they hadn't been before...

Maria walked into the forest, searching for water...