Dark Winter’s Night (Closed RP)
Your name is Baylyn Lutria and damn could this get any worse?!
During what you were hoping could be a nice, relaxing vacation and potential ‘archaeological dig’, which definitely sounds better than potentially treasure-hunting any frozen corpses you might find, you find yourself highly inconvenienced by a freak snowstorm that hit out of nowhere! ...Well, you can’t exactly say it surprised you, given the location, but it’s definitely not your cup of tea. Neither is being stuck in the cabin you have to take shelter in with this random troll that you’d prefer not to be with in such a situation. He just smells like wet dog to you, and with that weird eye, it doesn’t help you to settle... though you do think that his eye could be considered an artifact if you knew how to preserve it. Nah, you’d best not risk it.
You turn and look at the stranger, and your fins twitch as the howling winds outside roar and rattle against the wooden walls. Too many walls for your taste, you note with a squint of disdain, and you have little time to note much else before everything goes dark. Great, a power outage. Well, at least trolls are generally pretty decent at living in the dark. Now you just figure you might try to make some small talk with this stranger and hope he doesn’t try to kill you.
“So... yov come here often?”
OK, that was lame, but you guess it’s better than nothing.