Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140213113809

(Sorry for any glaring errors, I haven't had much time to proof read.)

Nepht had slept for several hours as he family and the orc stood around her, Lott hadn't returned home either but nobody seemed to notice.

The dunmer girl occasionally murmured something as she slipped in and out of consciousness, unable to keep a grasp on reality. Whenever she went back to sleep, Tabith would give Bologra a cold stare, she'd see his pained expression and turn back to her niece, hanging her head and sighing.

This went on for the best part of three hours as everyone sat in silence, too pained, angered or worried to say anything.

Laliah was unsure as to what she should do; making a hot drink would likely be a waste as she knew that it would go cold by the time her daughter woke up. It felt odd, that this was all that she could think about right now, she almost felt a sense of guilt as she realised that she couldn't think of anything helpful that would speed up her daughter's recovery.

She was too worried to be angry; it was constantly on her mind, the thought of Nepht being trapped in a box, alone? That would be terrifying for anyone but especially for her... the thought of being trapped was just unbearable, to the point that she'd cry out and be reduced to a shivering wreck. She'd always been that way, ever since she had escaped from that, horrid, cave.

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Nepht's eyes slowly opened in the early hours of the morning, her mother, her aunt and the orc who had bought her here had all fallen asleep. It was almost impossible to fight it, after such a stressful day...

"M-Mum?" Nepht whispered, weakly, catching Bologra's attention as he ripped himself from his dreams to tend to her needs.

"S-she's asleep..." The orc slurred as he rubbed his eyes to bring them back into focus. It took a lot longer these days...

''I'm getting old... ''

"Oh..." Nepht answered, looking up at the orc who had fished her out of the river, earlier that evening.

"C-can I get you anything?" He felt nervous as if she'd remember the events by the lake, triggering some sort of berserk mode, triggering a tidal wave of blame and accusations.

"N-no... I'm okay..." This wasn't entirely true as she was very hungry but didn't want to trouble anyone.

"Okay... just let me know if you need anything."

"Will do..."

<span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">There was a long pause as Nepht found herself drifting in and out of consciousness for the best part of an hour. She'd open her eyes, glance around, see the orc and go back to sleep... almost as if she was hoping that he'd still be there.