Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160307231755

As he initially planned Dunnel just barged into the barn and found a pretty pile of hay to sit down in, stretching before resting his eyes. "This is much better than outside."

Clair pouted as she walked past Alec. "No strange energies can be felt inside, it should be safe, if a bit decrepit."

Percival peeked inside and something caught his eye, he quickly headed inside and scaled a ladder to the second floor where usually in many RPG's people would hide their treasure amongst the drying straw. (>w<)/ "I don't know about you guys, but I'm claiming the top-floor." It was then that he realized he wouldn't sleep in a nice warm bed, but rather in a cold itchy pile of straw which smelled slightly like manure as did the rest of the barn." ('0.0) "I miss home in more ways than one.."