Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140905103828/@comment-5583506-20140908214118

Myling was just about to take a bite from a loaf of bread before he interrupted her.

"Aah, yes... about that..." She put the bread down. "I will have the utmost understanding in case you think that I must be touched in the head or something like that. To be honest, I can't trust my own sanity sometimes after all the things I have seen and been through."

She swallowed hard and made a pause. "Where to begin? I can't really recall for how long this has been going on", she said. "Maybe I should just start from the beginning? My family and I lived in a small cottage in... in..."

She couldn't remember. "I don't know. But for some reason Hjaalmarch keeps popping up inside my head. Anyway, I lived in a cottage in the woods with my mother and... my father... I was best friends with a girl of my age named Grita Snow-Fog, who lived with her family in a nearby cottage. One day, after a nightly visit at a nearby settlement I found myself engaged to the most wonderful man alive! Although, his name keeps eluding me. Father, who was a drunk, was not pleased to hear about my engagement and decided to teach me a lesson... the hard way..."

She lowered her head. "He... he... tried to drown me. He kept holding my head down under water, waiting for me to promise to break my engagement, and after that..."

She looked confused. "I... can't really recall what happened after that. I remember hearing from below the water my mother screaming at him to stop and to pull me up, and that's about it... strange... The next thing I remember was me wandering alone on the road."

She noticed Rowan's gaze. "Are you with me so far?"