Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171228225003/@comment-32908780-20180105041051

Dhara approached the job board at the guild. He had been looking for some good work to do around town, as it had been a while since he'd participated in any sort of community service. In truth, it was a miracle he was in town now: Rarely was he seen, and when he was, it was always for just a moment so he could pay debts or rent on his land. Land he hardly used. Yes, the roads proved the greatest temple for Dhara, for it was there he could always be experiencing, always moving, always learning.

By some feat, the blind man was seeming to read over the job board. It was an impressive sight to most nearby, as he wore thick, blue bandages around the eyes to show his disability. He seemed to be taking his sweet time, being careful not to slice himself on his Chakram. They sat around his wrists like bracelets, with their ropes winding around his arms and into his shirt sleeves. His clothing was simple monk attire, as one would expect- aside from the bandages around his eyes. He kept his hood down, and instead of the white-and-gray most people used as monks, his were black and a deep, mesmerizing blue. This blue covered his eyes, alluding to the ocean of thought within.