Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140908004713/@comment-5583506-20140915221138

Trying to fit into the society had proved to be useless for the past couple of days. She didn't know anything about the mundane life. She didn't belong there. She had grown up amidst the pain of the Sanctum, and it was the only world she knew.

So the saying is true, she thought, people really do learn to love their chains.

At least she would be able to sleep for the night. The couple living wall-in-wall with her room had been quiet for the past two nights.

Maybe they snuggled each other to death?

She ordered up a dozen bottles of mead to get herself relatively wasted. With a few of those in her stomach, she would be able to rest up properly. And wake up with the feeling of a sledgehammer against her head in the morning...