Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130818222505/@comment-768817-20130819214725

Imir walks in disheveled looking, his hair messy and in his face, he beard covered in what apears to be blood and vomit, his gloves coated in dry blood, holding his coat over his shoulder, which was also covered in blood, and a little torn up. As soon as he got inside he layed down on the floor "Ughh.... And I thought Sanguine was a piece of work.."