Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140327085459

It had gotten late and Manja and Rowan had been searching for hours, they decided, reluctantly, to call it a day. They were both exhausted and searching in the dark wasn't likely to get them any results, a grim reality but reality none the less.

They decided to spend the night at Newland's Lodge, the cheaper of the two inns, they took a seat at a cozy corner table and Rowan went to get the drinks, leaving Manja alone with her thoughts.

She glanced around as she heard the sound of laughter and idle conversation, it began to grate on her nerves but the Nord had no choice but to persevere. She sighed, heavily and closed her eyes, trying to block it out.

''Who could have done that? '' She decided to ask herself as she sat forward, opened her eyes and hugged herself, shivering at the memories of the carnage.

Her group had few, if any, enemies as they isolated themselves from others and they were the biggest bandit group in the county. It couldn't have been law enforcement, because the protocol was always to surrender or run and the Imperial Legion weren't brutes...

The Nord broke out of her trance as several ale glasses slid off of one of the tables and several drunken cheers could be heard, mocking the fact that someone had to pay for it.