Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20181203112006/@comment-13488655-20190804073502

It was now nighttime once again in the dessert. Shani and the others were now back at the tavern, handing over to the people the riches and equipment looted from the tribe that tried to enslave them. There was food, water, wine. But the real blessing was just being able to rest from the ordeal.

The robin stayed in her small corner side table, looking out of the window while she thought about how she snapped. Those people.... ALL those people.... Were now dead by her own hands.... She, slaughtered them all.... She was no better than a grimm...