Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140304204632/@comment-11457306-20140309062543

Most of the men were passed out from drink. Daria walked softly behind Dralnach so as not to disturb them. When he went to sleep she was a little surprised. She sat beside him and reached for a piece of cheese and some bread and sat nibbling, wondering what to do. Ja'Keil went somewhere to find his own spot. She didn't want to get too far from Dral, here in this den of wolves, but she didn't want to sleep sitting up, either.

Since it had been a cargo hold, much of the cargo had been pushed aside. She spotted a half open crate with fine furs spilling out. Crossing the room quickly to the crate, she grabbed an armful and carried them back over to where Dralnach slept. First she draped one over his shoulders. Then she spread the others on the floor near his chair and wrapped her pack in one to serve as a pillow. They made a fine, soft bed. She covered up with the finest of the lot. She was soon fast asleep, curled up at Dralnach's feet like a cat.