Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-24449631-20140409195627

An Penitus Oculatus agent who had left the campside to find a place where he could drain the lizard. So to speak.

Drinking all the time wasn't such a good idea it seems. But for the tactical troops there wasn't really much else to do then to enjoy a glass of wine, more often than usual. Though it had to happen in secret... If Knight knew... boy.

But anyways.

The agent had distanst himself quite a bit from the camp. Since all the trees in the area had burned down a few decennia ago.

But eventually he found himself an able tree and decided it had to do, since he could no longer hold.

When he losened the belt of his trousers he did hear something.

Which somehow took away all the attention from the activity he was about to partake in.

He stammered a meagre

"H-hello?" As he wasn't expecting someone

"Someone there?"