Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140802164357/@comment-11457306-20140809213800

Alyssa hiked along the beach, feeling bereft again. Raptor was gone. Ghost was gone. Bryn was gone. Their home in Riften was gone. Now she could not control her feelings for Arcum and if she let it continue, she would lose Endriel. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks and she let them, not even bothering to wipe them away. The cold air from the Ghost Sea chilled her face and cut right through her thick pullover. She had left her armored jacket back at the Guild, hanging over a chair, although even it would not be enough. She needed a fur cloak. Soon she was shivering.