Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141117042712/@comment-12599067-20141121031108

Faolan joined the others shortly after Darach had walked into the room, bearing his college robes as well as his standard gauntlets, boots, and sword. He took a peice of bread from the pile, delighted to find it still warm, and ate in silence, albeit pretty content silence. He must have showered sometime before Darach, because he seemed pretty dry but didn't look or smell dirty.

Hasaan came down a few moments later. His eyes looked kind of bloodshot and there were dark bags under his eyes. It was evident he'd been up doing something last night. He took a seat next to Artair without a word, blinking sleep out of his eyes.