It had grown cold where she was sitting considering she was sitting on the cold stone floor of the corridor. She was beginning to grow impatient hoping desperately that her friend would be arriving soon or she would possibly die of boredom waiting. She leaned slightly on the side of the amour which was steadily held up thankfully. She felt herself falling asleep but she didn't resist.
Aspire to inspire, before we expire
STAM: 6 AGL: 5 STRG: 7 CTRL: 5