Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140810164651

-Fi'ra took the time to check her supply of arrows as she waited for the decision to be made, when suddenly, Re'van passed out on the ground. Judgeing by the look of him, he wouldn't wake up for about two weeks. She sighed in exasperation as she went to pet Shadowmere.- Well, now what?

Fi'ra

-Spells? Check. Daggers? Check check. Darkness? Always. If there was to be a fight, Erolith would be ready. Unfortunatly, it seemed like Re'van wanted to take an inpromtu nap instead. As he fell off his horse and onto the ground, Erolith heard Fi'ra sigh and she asked the group what they should do next.-

-Erolith walked up to the sleeping Re'van, and grabbed a peice of paper that had fallen out of Re'van's pocket when he hit the ground. After unfolding it, he saw that it was a map of some sort. Confused, he handed it to Fi'ra, who's eyes widened slightly and ears perked up. "Ah!" she exclaimed, "Re'van had a map of Skyrim with him!" She turned to Erolith and smiled. An ACTUAL smile. Directed at Erolith, no less. "Thank you." He nodded curtly and returned to the rest of the group, a bit thrown off. Thanked twice in ONE day? The future was a weird place.-

Erolith

Now then, -Fi'ra said, turning back to the group after looking at the map- Re'van wouldn't want to miss this fight. So... -she hauled Re'van's sleeping body onto Shadowmere's back and took hold of his reins- this one supposes we go around. -she laughed softly after seeing the visual dissapointment on Erolith's face.- Don't worry, Fi'ra is sure we'll come across at least one bandit camp. -with that, she headed along the path, map in hand, leading Shadowmere behind her.-

Fi'ra

((Re'van has told me he will be gone for two weeks, so no major plot stuff.))