Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-25828117-20160615152425

Evantierre looked back at the man in the hat as he heard his distinct yet calm voice.

"Not at all, good man."

The priest remembered the mysterious man from yesterday in the hallway, only he didn't get a full look of his face then. Now though, he saw the deformed side and it looked quite ghoulish.The loose tendants over his teeth where normally lips would be wasn't exactly the most comforting sight you could wish for.

There was room for two on the driver's seat so the priest moved up a bit to make space. Luckily Jorunn would sit with his destroyed half away from him, so conversation wouldn't be that awkward. However something told Evantierre that this fellow wasn't exactly a man of smalltalk.

He would try though.

"What's your name, son?"