Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131213224841/@comment-24280666-20131214234809

(k but still i am being kind of a douche and for that I apologize)

Ferrin thought over his life. He had been dead than alive then dead then alive. He needed to saty dead. He walked out to his shed and grabbed some rope. As he tied a noose he thought about dying in battle. His dream. It was impossible. He tied the rope to the top of a plank of wood. As he got out a chair he reflected on his many mistakes. He fastened the noose around his neck and kicked the chair (not doing this cause im upset just need to stop getting distracted by this so sorry). He swung as the life faded from his eyes for what he hoped was the last time. He swung back and worth like a watch, measuring his moemnts of life. Finally. He swung no more. His time was up.

(Goodbye. A truly awesoem adventure guys! Thanks for all the fun)