Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140103160432/@comment-6006054-20140104064515

Nahlgaaf retreated to his room. He noticed a mirror. He stared at it for awhile, forgetting to lock his door. He finally removed his mask, and stared at what remnants of his old self lay before him. He sighed, draped a spare sheet for the bed over the mirror, and sat crosslegged on the bed. Deep in thought, he left his mask laying on the floor.