Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-25038310-20140806082158

J'Tarz sighed dissapointed that there was no fight with the Ghouls. He stood up and and lit another cigarette, silently returning to his spot behind the truck looking over the landscape and watched the sunrise (not sure what time it is in the RP.).

He held his drawing in his hands again and did the same things he did most of the time. Bringing up bad memories and reminding himself of his loss.