Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140604003647/@comment-24530992-20140609023749

Jakarn entered, and sat on his bed.

"I should probably fix this, not sure why I didn't in the first place."

He took the top of his armor off, but kept the greaves. His torso was muscular, and at an average, thin. A marking was on his left arm, the marking of a lion inside a circle. A long gash was across his chest, with some blood seeping through it. He healed it, and then mended the armor. He slipped it back on.