Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140304204632/@comment-11457306-20140306022710

(Thank you.)

Daria climbed inside an empty barrel back in the corner of the storeroom and lifted the lid into place loosely. Anyone looking casually would not think twice about it, unless they were trying to find out if something were left in it. But it was in the back of the dark chamber and she had to risk it. She was so tired...

She had been a fool. She ought to have stayed on her own from the beginning. Thinking that Dralnach could protect her from the other prisoners--or even that he would--gods what an idiot she was. He was a Reachman. She was in just as much danger from him as any other prisoner aboard. He would be after her now and he would likely kill her for breaking her oath. She covered her face with her hands and tried not to cry.

If only Rolaf were not there. She would not have run except for him. He terrified her. She had seen him do terrible, terrible things. She had nightmares...