[h3][center][color=wheat]Juniper Drev[/color][/center][/h3]


Juniper never liked mornings. The sun hurting her eyes, the dry feeling in her mouth and throat, the grogginess... She groaned, feeling the surface around with her hands. Cold, dry, rough-- Wait, where was she? She opened her eyes, and pushed herself up, looking around fear, like a wild animal captured. Juniper calmed down slightly upon seeing other people around her, most of them asleep or not hostile. Juniper steadied her breath and brushed dust off her shoulder guards and chest. She tried walking towards the torch, nearly tripping on something. An axe? Nice, she had some weapon now, even though it wasn't her favourite silver. Juniper sighed and grabbed the iron weapon. It was far too dark here for her liking, but at least there were others here. They... did not look like her soldiers though. A lady knight, standing taller than anyone in cave, and two rather small boys, one holding a staff. Nice, a cleric. [color=wheat]"Hey, I'm Juniper Drev. Any idea as to where we are?"[/color]