Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140430020817/@comment-5735114-20140501015707

(Most interesting... this RP appears to be dead always, except for an hour when I'm here and an hour when I'm not...)

Gilnea was awoken by the innkeeper. Used to early hours, she got out of bed feelibg very much awake, and gave a small smile at the Elven sword and rather large pile of coins on the bedstand. Dressing for the day, she decided to leave her iron sword behind, as she had no use for it, and left it on the bedstand where her Elven sword had been after she collected and sheathed the latter.

Walking out of the rented room, Gilnea was going to order breakfast, but saw that her employer had already provided them. Grabbing one, she, too, headed out of the inn.

(Alright, now I'm forced to wait 'till tomorrow to continue my not fitting in. Cya'z... again.)