Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540575-20200118195438/@comment-44540575-20200119054726

Jocelyn pulled out a hankerchief she'd embroidered from her jerkin when she smelled an intoxicating smoke and put it over her mouth as a filter. Everything was hazy, but she spotted a familiar figure. Callie. Jocelyn dropped to the ground next to Callie and rolled her over onto her back. Jocelyn panicked when Callie's skin was cold, but when she tested her pulse, Callie was still alive. Jocelyn picked up Callie and slung her over her shoulders. They were mercifully near the entrance, and she was able to carry them outside. Jocelyn gently placed Callie on the grass and immediately started checking for injuries.