Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160516065101/@comment-25924729-20161119095730

Faye barely noticed his question, and didn't reply immediately. Curled up on the ground, soaked and shivering, the girl seemed to lose her earlier ferocity, and just lay there sobbing softly.

"...bad water... black water... Don't like..." She mumbled in between sniffs.

A loud splashing sound came from behind Ale, and an equally drenched Dalton waded to the rock, looking more annoyed than scared. The bodyguard climbed ashore, took in the scene and muttered a silent "Hmph..."

He walked closer to the pair, removed his jacket and gently bundled Faye in it, she felt so cold and fragile, it was hard to imagine this was the monster who murdered so many... Faye whimpered a bit, but didn't struggle. Dalton then turned to Ale.

"You okay, got your weapons, not hurt or anything? Good. 'Cept we all probably need a bath after this... Faye too, before she catches a cold. You dont mind if we go back to the tavern?"