Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150214002621/@comment-24530992-20150221193303

Bryce stood at the door, his hair in a mess, with sand coating his clothes. His lip was bloodied and his scar across his cheek had re-opened, as well as his cloak being torn to shreds.

"What in Oblivion... I-I woke up in a cove, and... I was... I don't know what happened, just that I... Passed out before it all occured..." He muttered, wiping the blood from his chin as he limped into the estate. "Not very nice to greet me with a fucking knife to my throat... People are out to get me."