Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181003212444/@comment-25828117-20181009152913

Graicus wandered towards one of the tents. Frasella could join him or not, he didn't exactly mind or care.

While he walked across the perimeter he looked at the young legionnaires. He used to be exactly like them once. He felt sorry for them.

Eventually he picked out a tent that looked like it would have bunks and poked his head in to see if it were indeed the case.