Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140811160952/@comment-5583506-20140811204836

Mara sobbed and stumbled among roots and stones along the muddy road. To further add to her misery a furious rainstorm had swept in without any premonition and completely soaked her. She was cold and wet... and crying.

"Bastard... left me out here", she sobbed and wiped away some tears on her sleeve. "They have all forgotten about me... if they even knew me..." The faint memory of her kiss with Dracius filled her some warmth, but it didn't last long before she started shivering again.

She didn't notice the pointed rock. She gave out a loud cry as she twisted her ankle and collapsed in the mud. "Augh", she cried. "My leg!"

''Why didn't I stay in Bruma? Curse you, mother! I curse the sights you gave me! You hear me?! Curse you! Curse you and your bleeding gift! It's brought me nothing, but pain and suffering! I hate you! Hate you! HATE YOU!''