Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20160209151059/@comment-24141785-20160211091119

Gabriel had returned back to the tavern, pissed off and defeated. Yet another person gone. Yet another soul let down. Denon, Ragnar, Vordel, Kaz, Uthasi...and now Faldras: all these people were either missing or dead.

He never forgot a single person who came and went. He needed to remember them, so that he could remind himself of his failures, and make sure it doesn't happen again.

But it does happen again...over and over again...

He made his way towards this own spot, pulling up his hood, and made himself a seat: wrapping his arms around his legs and keeping his head down. He wasn't sure if talking to someone would be the resolution, or if it would hinder him even more. So he just saw there, waiting for either someone to come along, or a reason to leave this wretched place...