Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25293368-20140817125206/@comment-25293368-20140819075216

Antoine carried on and walked alongside a soldier.

"Do you know where we are going to rest?"

"At a camp near to Rorikstead, Serpent's Bluff I think."

After a long, and tedious trek, the men finally arrived. Antoine sat himself by the campfire, while warming his hands. The sun set in the horizon, and the general commanded us to get some rest. His bed was little more than a pile of hay with some cloth which supposedly resembled a pillow. Nevertheless, Antoine threw his and on it and swiftly fell asleep; it had been a long time before he had received any rest, and he was beginning to forget what a proper bed felt like- even in Markarth, the beds were made of stone.