[h2][color=B22222][center][i][b]Lerraina[/b][/i][/center][/color][/h2]
[center][color=B22222][i]Location:[/i][/color] Traveling with the group, in the orc cave.
[color=B22222][i]Interacting with:[/i][/color] No one in particular 
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She wasn't about to argue with anyone, her goal was to end up at the next town, not in a ditch 6 feet deep. Lerraina kept towards the back and to herself. She had become quite skilled over the years at showing no emotion, and so was easily able to keep a neutral look about her. Her bow strung over her shoulder, her muscles loose as her body moved with the grace of her class. Keystone said to stick together and that is exactly what she planned on doing. 

A quiet rumble shattered her silence, to which she realized she still hadn't eaten, not since breakfast anyway. Retaining her neutrality, she reached a hand into her pack, rummaging around for a few moments before pulling out a pouch full of berries. It sure wasn't a meal, but it would suffice until they could actually eat. She savored each berry, secretly imagining them to be chunks of tenderized meat and blocks of seasoned potatoes. Oh what a feast it would be, if her dreams were reality. As they continued on, her thoughts drifted towards the magnificent meal, so much so that her neutrality started to falter and a droplet of drool formed within the crease of her lips. She continued to walk as they walked, stopped when they stopped, but all the while was only half paying attention to it all, and it showed.