Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3548382-20131206221138/@comment-24420533-20140209225749

Kamalo continued to sit on the canopy of the Riften well. But she grew bored and jumped down, heading to the gates with a flick of her tail. She knew almost every detail of the citzen's lies of this city and it made her laugh and smile. Once outside the gates, she jumps atop the painted stallion she had stollen after killing it's previous owner and heads into the Rift wilderness, her bow strung across her back, ready to kill a few animals for their meat and fur to make a profet for herself and the guild as well providing the best tasting food.