Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140218020301/@comment-11457306-20140219023713

(LOL Gold.)

M'Nara watched as the Prince headed for the Inn, puzzled. She went back to her perch on the wall and pondered her options. She needed a chemist's shop, but any shops would be shut up tight due to the feast. Perhaps they would be open in the evening. She had been lucky to get food when she did, for the stalls were now vacant. No, more likely everyone would be drunk and would pass out where they were or return home for the evening.

She sighed. Her only option appeared to be the Inn and she had no money. She did not wish to barter any more of her jewelry until she could find a general goods store or a jewel-smith where she could trade for gold. It would go further that way. After that, well, she needed to find work.

She hoped fervently that she could find a new life, create a new identity, if not here, then in some other Hammerfell town. Her old life was over. Her husband was dead, her children brutally murdered. Tears began to stream down her cheeks again. She swung her legs over the wall and dropped down on the other side of it, to sob inconsolably.