Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130830034354/@comment-11457306-20130831171304

TG

Allysa circled the camp and climbed the ridge behind it, scouting. She needed an undamaged set of armor which would fit someone in the Guild pretty well. So shooting or stabbing was out--even a slash across the throat would bloody it. She noted the positions of all the sentries. The commander seemed ensconced in his tent and unlikely to venture out. She slipped off her pack and pulled out her disquise.