Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150728160435/@comment-24141785-20150730165700

"When nobody is trying to slit anothers throat then yes, it isn't a problem." He remarked, slightly grinning. He wasn't that tired, surprisingly, and could manage until day came. He looked back up to the stars, thinking about what happened.

''I can't blame myself for that, nor mope around and winge for that shieldmaiden. I didn't deserve that bitch...I shouldn't be upset about her anymore...''

''No. I should move on. My pursuit of my parents' killers is still active, but I shouldn't give a shit about her anymore... I'll let this fellowship down if I don't move on and improve.''

And they all come first before the slut...all of them.

He glanced to Agatha, feeling like he shall accomplish this new goal; to start anew. Gabriel took another sip of mead, placing the bottle back down.

"Thirsty?" He offered, taking out a sealed alto wine and offering it to the mage.