Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131106034031/@comment-12599067-20131107035140

(I suppose I should show the group to their rooms. Maybe tomorrow or on the weekend.)

Makoru slid into his room, exhausted. He pulls out his journal and begins to write once more. After a few moments, he places his quill and journal back upon the table and gets ready for bed. He quickly steps into bed and begins to think, but is asleep before a quarter hour passes.