Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140908195201/@comment-25038310-20140915203638

Sander nodded silently and faced her with his black mask. "Already told you. "

"You look different. " He rose an eyebrow. "You changed your hair? " He asked, jokingly. But then he turned serious.

"Let us leave. We don't have time to mourn deaths, and the guards will come after us in a moment. And even with our current equipment, we can't take them all on. "

He hated relying on other people. He was never used to it, and never will be. He always found it difficult working in a team.. main reason he always worked alone.