Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20191016010235/@comment-24510587-20191016022208

Hagen's breakfast was rotted. Mould had collected all over it, as if it had been out in the open for weeks.

"You really think ever-infallible Vander would fall in with wrong crowds, let alone partake in occultism?" Vander(?) chuckled wryly. "And that he would then turn into me? Give me a break."