Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-5543592-20190204151719

The Retroriffic Man wrote: The fire crackled serenly from the campfire on the ground floor of the tower with a warm red-orange glow locked in by its round walls. Outside, night had fallen.

Graicus stared into the fire now. He was thinking; gently fiddling with one of the minotaur horns while he did.

Without seemingly even realising it he used the big ivory-white horn as an oversized toothpick, clearing the bits of meat still clinging between his teeth. Cade was nodding off. His head would tip forward, pulled by his helmet, and he'd abruptly start, then repeat.