Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160117031504/@comment-6006054-20160120003455

Taervik stood a bit away from the Outsiders. He never let himself forget that he was with them, not one of them. They paid him to be here. Eventually they would stop doing so, and he would be picked up by another group in need of Taervik's expertise. The tauntingly empty horizon would soon be filled by a heaving mass of fur, flesh, and fury. He would survive this, as he had everything else.