Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150130214457/@comment-29559990-20150131052346

(Your friendly Torg shall come to save the day Helios!)

Torg soon was back on his feet, deciding that the tent was no longer comfy. He decided to look for a place that looked much better.

His search brought him to a cabin, in the center of the camp. The big ol' Saarebas pushed the door open with great ease and waltzed inside. It looked decent on the inside, but he needed a bed to sleep in.

The next part of the search brought him to a room, where he could here two voices talking behind it. Being polite, he knocked on the door, but the oaf put every bit of strength he had into the "knocks", and it would proceed to literally knock the door off of it's hinges and onto the floor.

Inside the room was Liriina and Mattias, but he didn't know that. He stared down in confusion at the door, wondering why it fell like that. Doors normally swing, not fall. He tried to figure out how this door worked and picked it back up and move it back into position.

However, Torg became bored with it quickly, and decided to go back to searching for a bed to sleep on. The door tumbled back to the ground as he searched the rest of the cabin.

(Thar ye go, Helios.)