Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141007210720

The building was damaged by Covin flying into it, looking like a reflection of Colvin's injuries as he fell to the floor, in a heap and groaned, slowly trying to pull himself up.

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"So..." Azarath began, rocking back and forfth on his heels, with his hands in his pockets.

"Want a drink?"