Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-28358106-20170301013053

Emily flutters to the far reaches of the weapons collection of the manor. Poking through a small pile of assorted arms, she finds a dirk, which to her is almost the size of a sword. Hanging it from her small belt with a bit of leather lanyard, she goes to Cyndwella's old room and gets her little cloak that Cyndwella bought for her. Poking her wings through the holes, she gives her wings an experimental flap, then flies to the kitchen. The destitute people living in the common areas pay her little mind as she flies to the larder and begins stuffing bread, fruit and cheese wedges into a little velvet bag which, oddly, doesn't seem to grow in size.