Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140304204632/@comment-11457306-20140307042741

A real bed to sleep on! No pile of hay tonight, but a real bed. She sat down on the edge of it and slipped off her boots, then rummaged through her pack for food. As she sat eating, she pulled out the pretty necklace and held it up to look at in the dim lantern light. It was an emerald, or she was no judge. Pure, flawless, it should bring a hefty sum. Now if she could just work things right and get off this ship.

Repacing the necklace into her pocket, she finished eating and lay down. Tomorrow she would look for water or ale. She curled up on her side and went to sleep.