Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131106034031/@comment-6006054-20131107035206

Kenyon moved back to his wall, resuming the same vigil he had kept a few nights ago. Not because of paranoia this time, but because he couldn't sleep with his armor on. When the pauldron melted it had fused the armor together in some places, making it impossible to take off without the help of a skilled smith.