Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170727174031/@comment-24530992-20170730225932

Gabryel grabbed a plate, putting some slices of ham and some eggs. He grabbed water over everything else, wanting to pass on the alcohol until the rumored party started

He left through an exit that lead to rhe courtyard where hie sat by himself. He ate, slowly, chewing his food thoroughly before swallowing. The pleasant evening breeze cooled him off, as well as reminding him of bits of his childhood. He remembered how he and one of his brothers or sisters would run off into the forest during the mild autumns of High Rock, where they'd spar and chase eachother around in games such as tag or hide and seek. Those were the memories he had cherished before he had left- the nice weather, spending time with his siblings, and being able to act like a kid instead of some strange, superhuman being.