Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130818004757/@comment-11457306-20130818042131

(Poor Arcum.  Allysa thanks you.)

Her pack was on her back, she could feel it. Axe was gone. Her daggers were still in place. No telling where the crossbow was. She debated digging out a healing potion and decided it would be too noisy and the glow of healing would give her away.