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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6624975" data-attributes="member: 11146">[section][align=left]http://i57.tinypic.com/zy9095.jpg[/align]Brue shook her head as she walked past Tolliver's room.&nbsp; Wouldn't have pegged him as quite that holy to be praying after hours in private.&nbsp; Brue smiled and kept walking, not wanting to disturb the priest.&nbsp; When she got to her room, she removed the chainshirt and laid it on the chair.&nbsp; She opened the window, letting in the fresh night air and enjoying the breeze.&nbsp; Brue stretched out on the narrow bed, on top of the bed linen.&nbsp; She watched the clouds waft by Selune, and thought about the day.&nbsp; Dried blood and dirt itched where it was caked on the creases on the joints of her elbows, wrists, and knees, and she wished again for a bath.&nbsp;&nbsp; When the night stilled, Brue rose.&nbsp; She stood in the dark of the room, trying to see.&nbsp; &quot;Damn.&quot;&nbsp; She couldn't make out as much in the dark as she hoped.&nbsp; She put her chainshirt back on, trying to have a care not to rustle the rings and make too much noise.&nbsp; Deliberating over the small number of pieces of gear she had in her possession, she tucked the truncheon in a pocket.&nbsp; Other than her clothes, boots, and armor, the truncheon was the only thing she owned, and she wasn't quite sure whether it was merely on loan from Greycastle.&nbsp; Some rope would be handy.&nbsp; A waterskin.&nbsp; A backpack.&nbsp; A torch.&nbsp; Brue eyed the truncheon with disdain.&nbsp; It's better than naught, but I do miss a blade.&nbsp; She stiffened.&nbsp; Where had that thought come from?&nbsp; Had she owned a sword, but didn't remember?&nbsp; Once she was satisfied that her armor was in place, she stepped into the hallway, walked downstairs, and went outside.&nbsp; It was dark, and she strained to see.&nbsp; She wished for a torch, or a lantern, but one hadn't been immediately handy inside the temple, and she didn't want to steal.&nbsp; Brue resolutely set off for the woodcutters' vacated home.&nbsp; She could see well enough to find her way down the byway, at least.&nbsp; When she reached the dead men's abode, she paused outside the building and got her bearings.[/section]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 6624975, member: 11146"] [section][align=left]http://i57.tinypic.com/zy9095.jpg[/align]Brue shook her head as she walked past Tolliver's room. [I]Wouldn't have pegged him as quite that holy to be praying after hours in private.[/I] Brue smiled and kept walking, not wanting to disturb the priest. When she got to her room, she removed the chainshirt and laid it on the chair. She opened the window, letting in the fresh night air and enjoying the breeze. Brue stretched out on the narrow bed, on top of the bed linen. She watched the clouds waft by Selune, and thought about the day. Dried blood and dirt itched where it was caked on the creases on the joints of her elbows, wrists, and knees, and she wished again for a bath. When the night stilled, Brue rose. She stood in the dark of the room, trying to see. [color=green]"Damn."[/color] She couldn't make out as much in the dark as she hoped. She put her chainshirt back on, trying to have a care not to rustle the rings and make too much noise. Deliberating over the small number of pieces of gear she had in her possession, she tucked the truncheon in a pocket. Other than her clothes, boots, and armor, the truncheon was the only thing she owned, and she wasn't quite sure whether it was merely on loan from Greycastle. [I]Some rope would be handy. A waterskin. A backpack. A torch.[/I] Brue eyed the truncheon with disdain. [I]It's better than naught, but I do miss a blade.[/I] She stiffened. Where had that thought come from? Had she owned a sword, but didn't remember? Once she was satisfied that her armor was in place, she stepped into the hallway, walked downstairs, and went outside. It was dark, and she strained to see. She wished for a torch, or a lantern, but one hadn't been immediately handy inside the temple, and she didn't want to steal. Brue resolutely set off for the woodcutters' vacated home. She could see well enough to find her way down the byway, at least. When she reached the dead men's abode, she paused outside the building and got her bearings.[/section] [/QUOTE]

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