Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140324200429

 As Manja and Rowan approached her camp, there were more and more signs that something was wrong…

Very wrong…

The smell of smoke grew thicker as they got closer, they couldn’t see the source, because there were too many trees above them but they knew that they were drawing in on it. More tracks appeared, scattered and confused as more and more signs of chaos appeared around her, she ignored them and pressed on, hoping that they weren’t from her group.

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As she and Rowan reached the camp, they saw what remained of it...

All that could be seen was ash, the burned out frame of a tent, death and destruction. A few charred bodies lay along the ground, some of them were brutally slaughtered and mutilated.

No… 

Manja’s knees buckled beneath her, she wanted to collapse on them but that wouldn’t help anyone. She had to find survivors…

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