Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-25038310-20150812200153

((Might aswell..))

He had sat in the cave for quite some time, although he was unsure of how long exactly.

He noticed a group of people heading his direction. It sort of reminded him of the fact that he still didn't know where he was.

"H-Hello?" He said, his voice gruff and muffled by his helmet. "Please.. i need some help. I'm losing my mind. I.. i... i swear I died. But... Now I am here. Alive. I swear, my throat was pierced by a cold blade but...

Do you.. Have some food? Starving.. Thirsty.. Waiting for blizzard to die down.."

He was seriously ill. Mentally. He didn't know what he was saying. Maybe this was just a dream? He didn't know.