Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140218020301/@comment-11457306-20140222211938

(I guess Gold gave up on this one for a while?)

M'Nara jerked awake, coughing violently and rolling over on her side. She'd been breathing very shallowly and so had not drawn in enough water to drown. She vomited up water and coughed up some more, trying desperately to draw breath into her lungs at the same time. It was an awful feeling. The cold air of the desert at night blew across her, increasing her misery. If one of the pirates had approached her then, he could have easily killed her--and she would have welcomed it.