Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20171104061940/@comment-26108027-20171202232109

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It's morning now. The sun has a pale light as it shines over the snow-capped mountains.

Loti sits up, shivering violently. There's frost clinging to her fur and nose. She shakes Miranda slightly.

"g-g-get u-up!"

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Tiral is sitting on the table, Akata's sword sitting next to him. He looks exhausted after the long night, and his hair could really use a brush.