Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140717231949/@comment-24530992-20140810234039

"Kradien. Come on.." A man said, standing a few feet away from Kradien.

He was staring at the wall across from him, or maybe a few noble's stuffed pockets.

"Come on man, stop daydreaming." He said, grabbing Kradien's wrist and yanking him up.

"Ugh, what you you want, Jean?" He complained.

"I want you to stop watching pockets and to do something productive." Jean, his friend, replied.

"Whyyyy.."

"Because, you can't rely on thieving your entire life, Kradien. You're over that life."

"It's not easy leaving behind what you would call your family. But if it means I can stay with you a bit longer, then I'll do what I have to. I'm not staying in Wayrest forever." Kradien muttered.