Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150820004043/@comment-24141785-20150824032650

Gabriel sat himself down, brushing his hair. From the looks of it his hair was matted, and looked as if he had been living in a cave.

"Fruit juice....please." He huffed, feeling slightly uneasy about the day. The Breton shrugged it off, deciding he might as well enjoy if.