Board Thread:ROLEPLAY/@comment-26889090-20190611202911/@comment-26892768-20190614221239

Meanwhile...

In a great, sweeping field of green stretching as far as the eye can see, where heroes have awoken and gathered...one is still sleeping at the moment. A teenage girl, by the looks of it, peacefully sleeping in the grass with a smile on her face. In-between quiet snores, she lets a few comments slip from her mouth - seems like she talks in her sleep.

"No, no, it's fine, you don't need to go to another caravan..." The girl starts to hug herself as she says this, her grip growing tighter and her grin growing wider as she continues a moment later. "I'm sure between the two of us we can figure out how to-"

And then something snaps.

The girl's eyes snap open, eyebrows shooting up in surprise, only for her expression to quickly change to disappointment. "Aw...I liked that dream."

With a heavy sigh and a shake of her head, the girl gets up, stretching one arm a bit. With her body in full view, one can clearly see her vibrant green skin, red eyes, messy dark green hair, and more noticeably, the fact that her right arm and left leg seem to be attached to her body with metal stitches. Her clothing consists of a yellow headband, skull earings, a simple purple tank top with a torn hem, dark blue pant shorts that are similarly ripped at the end of each leg hole, a brown belt with a skull-shaped buckle, and two brown boots.

The girl then reaches and pops her right arm back into place, as one of the stitches had come undone. "Well, rude awakening aside, guess it's time to..."

She trails off as she finally takes notice of her environment, looking around the green field in confusion. "...did I get tossed out for snoring too loud or something?"

Only explanation she can think of for suddenly waking up in the middle of a field she doesn't recognize. She sighs, rubbing her temples a bit, and then looks back up. "Well, it's fine - not like I can't walk my way back. Just need to find the tracks the caravan left behind."

And thus, Rottytops, as she's more commonly known, starts searching.