Nem's Graphics

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I'm going to use this primarily for testing. I'm new at the whole table ordeal. But if you'd like one, feel free to ask!

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There weren’t many things that could make Jenna sincerely happy for any significant amount of time. Books however, tended to hold her attention for a good long while and provide her with a bit of entertainment that generally wasn’t easily attainable. The young woman had been wandering for some time. Trekking from one dilapidated city to another, only to find an abundance of death and destruction. There weren’t too many buildings that hadn’t been destroyed, and with every day that passed, the woman grew more and more discouraged. She was physically exhausted and emotionally drained and wasn’t sure how much longer she would be able to roam before she grew too tired to continue. Jenna was a naturally petite young woman, but because she had been on her own for such a long stretch of time and because food was often scarce, she was painfully thin and looked a little worse for wear. She stood at approximately 5’3” and weighed around 102 pounds. Her hair was straight and blonde and was just two inches away from touching her waist. Despite the sun that blazed down upon her day after day, Jenna’s skin remained as fair as it had been the day she was born. Her clothing was large and unkempt. On her bottom half she wore a pair of ragged blue jeans that hung down low over her waist. She was constantly pulling at her belt loops, trying to keep her pants up and over her hips as best as she could. On her feet she wore a pair of worn black flip-flops that were clearly on their last limb. The shirt she wore on the upper half of her body was a casual green tee. At one point it had fitted her well but the shirt had warped and now the collar hung a little to the left, almost leaving her shoulder completely exposed.

The woman knew that she wasn’t the prime example of glamour and beauty, but even before everything went to hell in a hand basket, Jenna hadn’t been particular concerned with her appearance. She wasn’t a slob by any means, but she didn’t feel the need to spend a ridiculous amount of time primping. These days, most of her attention was focused on finding things to eat and placed to rest, and she didn’t really have the means to pay special attention to the way she looked anyway. For the most part, Jen tried to look as innocuous as possible, and tried her best to keep any kind of attention off of herself. She had no relatives and no friends, and when it came right down to it, she preferred it that way. She had been on her own for many years and being alone didn’t faze her in the slightest. When she wasn’t looking for nourishment or shelter, she kept her nose buried in books. In her backpack (a rather ratty old thing that hung loosely on her back) she carried three worn novels that she had read over and over again throughout the past several years. Though she knew each book by heart, she never tired of the fascinating stories contained between the flimsy paper covers. Jenna never had much of a chance to acquire new literature. She didn’t have much money, and had nothing that she could trade. So when she stumbled upon a run down, partially destroyed library on one of her ventures, she was shocked and absolutely elated. At first she thought such a thing was too good to be true, and she peered around cautiously, wondering if her eyes were beseeching her. But no matter how many times she opened and closed her lids, the library remained where it was, about twenty feet in front of her. Tucking her long blonde hair behind her ears, she inhaled deeply and began walking toward building. Jenna knew that she was taking a chance by walking into a partially darkened building and that perhaps; she would be treading upon land that belonged to someone else. But she was bored and tired and the little building was simply too much to resist.

The blonde stepped over high stacks of fallen rubble and pushed her way through rotting wood and fallen branches that partially covered the back portion of the once proud local library. When she attempted to crawl over an especially high block of concrete, she toppled over, and landed on the other side with a crash. Dust and dirt clouded around her and she coughed a few times, her lungs trying to expel the tiny bits of debris. After wiping the dust out of her eyes, she shakily got onto her feet and began moving toward and then in between a few tall shelves of library books. Her eyes widened and she felt a small grin spread over her face as she eyed the colorful spines of the books. The young woman could hardly contain herself as she veered to the right and gently placed her fingertips against the smooth spines of the books. Eventually she selected a rather large novel and removed it from the shelf. She clutched it tightly against her chest and sank to the floor with the book in her hands. For a brief moment, she rested the book in her lap and removed her backpack’s black straps from her shoulders. She placed it carefully beside her and gently opened the book. The pages were worn and dusty but the black words were still sharp and clear enough for her to read. So with her back hunched, she began reading the introduction of the book. She managed to get through four chapters of the book before her eyelids began to droop and her body began to slump down toward the floor. Knowing she was too exhausted to stay awake, the woman lowered herself onto the dusty floor and rested on her side with her legs curled up behind her and her head resting on her backpack. In her hands of course, she held onto the book as tightly as she could


I made my first proboards table!

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