Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170728204632/@comment-24510587-20170802211418

(What is Vordel on about then)

Seris had sat himself down on a chair, holding his head in his hands. Though he was still entirely obscured by his armour, he seemed rather gloomy.

"My wife... my children..." He mumbled. "They have all been dead for hundreds of years..."