Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27458579-20170625182511/@comment-27311643-20170626201641

Lua inhaled deeply before getting to her feet, grabbing her water purifier in her hand. She figured she'd rather meet a quick death at the hand of a dagger, rather than slowly deteriorate from thirst. She grabbed her backpacked and zipped it up, hiding it behind a large cluster of boulders at the rear of the cave.

She felt anxious as she slowly wandered from the cave, shivering as she escaped the safety of the branches. "The river isn't that far away," she said to herself. She had spotted it on her way to the cave, and could remember well enough where it lay. She gripped the purifier tightly, a somewhat sudden fear coaxing her to move quicker. She drove herself forward.

She wasn't dying today. Not for the sake of water, anyway.