Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150828011841/@comment-26446054-20150828094439

Dexirian, conflicted as ever, felt this couldn't go well. A few more hours, and someone would break into a fight. Either that, or someone would leave. Still, he was in mind to leave; he was tired and depressed. In fact, he didn't even know if he still had a voice, considering he hadn't spoke for the longest time.