Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-3293219-20140102112323

(If it's okay with everyone (Eilonwyn/Wyvern (basically everyone at the fort)) I'll timeskip to when Nish takes Eilonwyn back to Cheydinhal.)

With Eilonwyn unconscious on the bed upstairs and Lilly catching up on her rest, Nish felt kind of lost. For the first time, in what felt like a long time, he felt safe.

He sighed and drew up a chair to one of the dining tables, hoping to get something to eat, before going to sleep himself but the waiter seemed to be taking forever. He decided to use this moment to examine the amulet and try to make some sense of it.

"It saves your life..." The old crow's voice echoed throughout his head.

I wonder how... He sighed and tapped it on the table, before placing it in his pocket again, perhaps Lilly could make some sense of it. He had hidden it just in time as the waiter had finally arrived with his food, he was an orc who appeared to hate the job with a passion.

"There, enjoy your shit..." He grumbled, walking away without making eye contact.

"Thanks..." The breton grumbled.