Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160131003725/@comment-5543592-20160203003118

"Not too good, but it's nothing I can't fix." In truth, Crimson didn't feel well. He was late on a dosage of his medicine, which sat inside his uniform, but would prefer no one really know about his condition. It was a little embarressing, and people tended to treat him differently when they knew about it.

"I think I'mma go get plastered." The Archered decided, before heading off.