Lifting and folding the thing, she put it away before slipping into her nightshift- a light, breezy thing as summers in Whiterun weren't as freezing as in other places; and even if it did get nippy, she had bedfurs and a large, furry space heater.
Deciding to pack now, rather than later, Asta wandered about her room and stuffed things into her bag. The dossier at the bottom, clothes, light armor, potions, a few pieces of jewelry, and daggers. Casting a longing look at her Drainblood Battleaxe, Asta sighed wistfully. No- that would be an enormous give away. She had a lovely selection of enchanted daggers she could handle just as well. Her bow and quiver were downstairs- so long as she didn't walk out the door half-asleep, she'd grab them before leaving, in addition to packing food.
Setting her pack down in the chair near the door, Asta blew out the candles before crawling into bed.
“Come on Mongrel- we have a big day in the morning.”
I swear it will get interesting in the next chapter or two. Yay Ulfric OuO
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Of Gods and Monsters [2b/??]
Date: 2013-07-12 05:44 am (UTC)Deciding to pack now, rather than later, Asta wandered about her room and stuffed things into her bag. The dossier at the bottom, clothes, light armor, potions, a few pieces of jewelry, and daggers. Casting a longing look at her Drainblood Battleaxe, Asta sighed wistfully. No- that would be an enormous give away. She had a lovely selection of enchanted daggers she could handle just as well. Her bow and quiver were downstairs- so long as she didn't walk out the door half-asleep, she'd grab them before leaving, in addition to packing food.
Setting her pack down in the chair near the door, Asta blew out the candles before crawling into bed.
“Come on Mongrel- we have a big day in the morning.”
I swear it will get interesting in the next chapter or two. Yay Ulfric OuO