Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20181122000616/@comment-25828117-20181122012201

"I'm sorry all the same." Graicus pressed.

Now that he was up and wearing a slapdash toga fashioned out of blankets he started by stretching his big arms upwards to get the stiffness out. No doubt a by product from the night spend on hard floorboards.

Then again, Graicus would not admit it, but he had started to prefer uncomfortable places to sleep ever since he returned from the reach all those years ago. Most beds had gotten too soft for him. Making him feel like he was going to sink into them.

"You sleep well?"