Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-5583506-20141008175328

"Look!" she exclaimed and approached a small cabin further up the path. "I recognise this house... barely... My childhood friend Grita Snow-Fog lives here!"

As she walked up to the creaking porch she hesitated for a moment. The cottage looked as if though it was ready to crumble before her very eyes. The forest had taken its toll on it as well. Mushrooms and ferns had begun to grow from the timber walls.

"Do you think I should stop by and say hi?" she asked Rowan.