Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-6006054-20140120043846

Nahlgaaf continued leaning against the wagon. He glanced around, decided everyone was asleep or far from ppaying attentioin to him. He pulled his hood farther over his face. He slowly removed his mask, and cleaned the blood off of it and its inside. He then cleaned the blood from his face. He sat the mask in his lap, and removed a large peice of paper from his pack. He began drawing a diagram and sketching ideas. He sat up and opened on of the barrels for a quick drink. He caught sight of his twisted reflection in the water. He sighed inwardly, feeling an uncharistacly strong wave of sadness wash over him. He replaced the barrel's lid width a vengeance, before returning to his water.