Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24366541-20140510180859/@comment-24530992-20140520200054

Varstian leaned against a wall near a gate, propping his leg up, his foot on the wall. A strand of hair fell in his eyes again, but he ignored it. He kept note of suspicious people entering and exiting the area.

(What city are we in, exactly? Lol.)