[b]Character:[/b] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3452149]Sophia Hewitt[/url]
[b]Location:[/b] Fort Henrik
[b]With:[/b] N/A


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	Sophia awoke with a start, sweat dripping down the bridge of her nose. She stood up and brushed her skirt off, it had gotten a bit dirty.
She looked around, she was in a long hall with a red carpet down the middle. It seemed medieval, the style it was in.
[i]That creepy old man must've brought me here...[/i]
The dark grey bricks creeped her out, it was so real. She walked up to a wall and knocked on it. It didn't sound hollow, it felt real.
She looked out a window to the right of the wall, and she saw trees, scattered in the plains.

	Sophia continued down the hallway, ready to knock any opponent down so she could run off. She looked up at the wall at the end of the hallway, mounted on it was a bow. It seemed to be important, it was encased in a large wooden frame. Sophia hopped up on a regal looking chair and pulled it down from the wall.
[i]Use this to protect myself...[/i]
Sophia had expected this place to be filled with methheads and just general addicts, but it seemed to be deserted. 

	Sophia entered a room through large wooden doors. There was a dresser, she set the bow she had previously found on top of it while rummaging through the drawers. A dull primitive knife laid in the top drawer, with a sheath lying next to it. She strapped the sheath around her left thigh and stuck the knife in. She sighed and continued looking around, mostly for a way out of this strange place.