Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140422184210/@comment-3293219-20140425194146

"I think that my shirt is mostly holes..." He grumbled, taking it off and throwing it to one side as he snatched a black, cotton, short sleaved shirt and some matching pants. Both of the items were made of very thin material, which was very fitting for the climate of Elsweyr.

He immediately grabbed his old armour, holding it out infront of him and looking at Maria through the many holes that had been made over the course of their journey. He shrugged and threw it to the side, knowing that there wasn't any way to salvage it.

"I forgot what having new clothes felt like..." He smiled, taking the bowl and scraping whatever he could out of it.