Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140601175815/@comment-3293219-20140601211943

Jaryl waited for Isis to drift off to sleep, not noticing the disappearance of his brother as he was close to nodding off himself. He was tired from running for his life and spending the night constantly on the run from giant monsters and his heart had over clocked during the pursuit. The Bosmer sighed, heavily and looked up, knowing that he had to stay away...

He looked over to Isis and gently lowered her to the floor, smiling as she groaned and wrapped her arms around an invisible 'other.' He wished that he could lie with her, even if the floor that she was lay on was rock hard and freezing cold...

Jaryl turned around and stepped outside, seeing immediately that Geofry had gone back in a while ago. He didn't have a reason to be outside anymore but that didn't stop him, he just stood outside and folded his arms, smiling happily as he heard the crickets in the trees and in the fields. He loved that sound...

It reminded him of home, his first home, the only thing that was missing was an old wood elf yelling about some shit that went under the radar of the youthful members of the camp. He sighed as he thought about how far he had come, where he was now and where he was less than two months ago...

Then he shuddered at the thought, how did he let it get that bad? He could have died a purple, bloated corpse, with nobody to care about him. If it weren't for Isis and Geofry and that Altmer...

It didn't matter, Jaryl was here now and he was loving every minute of it. He was proud of himself for once, he had friends and soon he'd have a wife. He achieved the impossible.

He began to wonder if he should put it off... Maybe invite Telim and Aerin and maybe try to track down his mother and father as they did raise him, even if it was rather poorly...

He looked up and saw something in the wilderness, a shadow and it was approaching the inn.

Shit... Not again... He thought, taking a step closer...