Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140127045603

(Well, I've had my jumpscare of the night. Meridia just scared the hell out of me while I was wandering Solstheim. Why Torene worships Meridia, I'll never know.)

Jack, after a long moment of quiet, rose to his feet and stretched, letting out a yawn that could've woken the dead. (Pun intended)

"Well, I'm gonna go get some sleep. I advise you to do the same, this may be the only chance we get for a decent sleep for a long time," he warned, walking into the nearest unoccupied room as he tossed a coin purse at the innkeeper.

Fortunately for Stroggvir, Makoru did not return for another half hour or so, and he was far too tired to argue even if he had seen Strogg carrying Torene to bed. He had been hunting again, and he had accidentally stumbled upon a rather large bandit camp, which had delayed his return. He stepped into the inn to find that only Raelynn and Nahlgaaf were still awake, and so he quietly crossed the room and opened the door to find that Torene was still asleep.

Makoru let out a quiet sigh of relief and pulled off his armor (save his greaves), still smarting from a sword wound that had grazed against an older injury on his back. He yawned and crawled into bed beside Torene, grateful that Peri and the coven healers had arrived when they did.

Claudius, on the other hand, was sleeping like a rock.

(I should probably do the same now. G'night all.)