Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150305043346/@comment-5543592-20150308021616

When Daylen touched the figure, it tipped back. The flesh had rotten to a brown point and the man lacked eyes. It has lost all moisture, was harshly wrinkled, and the shape of his skull was easily noticed. However he wore winter clothes and every inch of his skin was covered except for his left forearm and face. He had been dead for a long time. One of his arms was lain on the desk, palm up. There was one long dagger mark running the length of his forearm. In his other hand, resting at his side, was a dagger encrusted with dried blood.

This man had killed himself. Lying on the desk was a machete-like weapon covered in blood'n gore. There wasn't a clean spot on it.