Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150514052002/@comment-25038310-20150524123459

Rusolf sat alone, solitary and secluded. He was traumatised about something, and his lunatic muttering had ceased. He had encountered.. Something or someone earlier.

He drew with a dagger on the table, carving a hunter, with a set of armor and mask that resembled a strange raven.