Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151216005727/@comment-24141785-20151216022724

Gabriel was settled in the local inn, enjoying his time with reading his book. The conversation the night before had not gone well for Gabriel and Shakti, and he had to get some fresh air. It scared him, it truely did: he couldn't do it.

He scratched his trimmed beard, which had grown considerably from a stubble. The Breton had kept his style the same: it had become his own trademark.

He put the book down, noticing Zaydate up ahead. Gabriel could clearly see the ring, and it wasn't impossible for several possibilities to exist.

"Preparing for the future" He asked with a faint chuckle, hinting towards the ring. It wasn't hard to piece it together...