Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141102124827/@comment-29458028-20141105081207

(What Vauban sees in Illyana, nobody knows...)

Vauban staggered into Old Hroldan inn, despondent. He drank and drank, drowning his sorrows. He should have never let such a thing happen. Illyana should have never been allowed out herself, knowing her nearly insane thinking. His necklace slipped off as his head hit the table, falling on the floor. He was piss drunk.