Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3548382-20131213024337/@comment-66.249.83.49-20140623210009

Famine sat quietly near a fire off the road near Solitude, her tent set up behind her as she roasted some venison above her fire. Her eyes darted around every few minutes, as if she were waiting for anything - or anyone - to pop out at her. She didn't know what she was waiting for, but she'd be waiting for their mistake.