Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24366541-20140510180859/@comment-24784616-20140517224154

Avulmar chuckled quietly. "I told you before Dane, it's gonna affect you." He looked at the Breton, "I've gotten so many cuts over these year, I swear each one hurts more than the one before." The cut on his cheek slowly mended, leaving behind a faint scar. He went back to his bed, leaning on the headboard.

"So what's your name, recruit?" he asked, putting his hands behind his head.