Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140218020301/@comment-12599067-20140225010608

(Might I also note that Fenris isn't a greedy brute, he's just in serious need of money. He's not in Hammerfell for reasons of his own choosing, but I won't say any more than that.)

Fenris awoke to the smell of food and something warm and furry smothering him, which sent images of snarling wolves into his mind. He bolted upright immediately, then settled down when he realized that it was only his cloak, which had been apparently been given back to him while he had been resting. He looked to the fire, where everybody had assembled and was eating a breakfast of fish. His stomach grumbled, having not eaten much at the feast or in the time before that.

He rose to his feet and fastened his cloak, then stole an apple before taking a seat a ways away from the rest of the group, not wishing to speak to them more than he needed to.