Passing by Ruins on a Bloody Evening
Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 8:37 am
Moving swiftly away from the Inn, a man pauses by the fire pit for a moment and dips his hands into the ash. Blackening his face as he turns away from the pit, the man spies torchlight in the distance. The man stands still for a moment, watching the distant flame. He then steps into the woods, heading towards the firelight.