Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190402000855/@comment-24141785-20190402215533

Voluntarily cornered as far from the rest from the others, the young Breton's interest was waning between the speaker and the floor; searching for something he cared about between the two.

At least, that was until Dalacon presented the bottle of black sludge, capturing Judicael's attention with a hasty grasp as he unconciously leant forwards in his chair; staring intently at the speaker.