Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-3293219-20131219204730

Manja entered her 'guests' room it had been prepared for the next house hunter.

"Cosy..." She muttered, noticing the lack of decoration in the room.

All that stood was a bed on a wooden floor, basic wardrobe, desk... the plastered walls hadn't been painted yet, there were no curtains and no source of light but the moon.

It felt more like a prison cell but Manja had seen and even slept in worse.

She lay down on the bed, trying not to think about what C'laro had said. She wanted to sleep on it, before making a decision.

She sighed and began hum to herself, trying to fill the void of silence.

Bored...

Manja rolled onto her side, facing away from the light of the moon.

Double bored...

She rolled back, onto her back and sighed.

"Bollocks to it, I'm going 'exploring."

She ventured out into the hall, sneaking as silently as she could. The sound of a pin drop would drown out the noise that her feet were making as she tip toed down the hall.

She knew that C'laro didn't mind her 'exploring' but that was part of the fun, part of the game. She went into the first room on her right and saw that it was a study area. A desk, a chair... quill, papers and...

''Holly shit! A lute!''

She looked around, knowing that her excitement would be impossible to contain, she grabbed it and went back to her room. Abandoning her stealth tactics, she ran back to her room and threw herself onto the bed, crossing her legs and began to pluck at the strings.

Let's see if I remember this, correctly.

(*ahem*)

She began to play the notes, she slipped the first time on the third note. She tutted and went back to it again.

After playing for a while, she began to hum and eventually she sang, softly, to herself.

"Enter world, light unshown Follow heart, follow home Here we are, light unshown One round heart, one round home..."