Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180107055645/@comment-30014014-20180609200707

''Picking up a handful of the mushrooms, David proceeds to munch them, through his helmet. His frantic enthusiasm toward his collectible is a sure sign of his hunger put on stall throughout this time. Of course, his day's supply of mushrooms is rapidly depleted, though no sign of exasperation is denoted, the man more glad he doesn't have his grumbling stomach constantly famished.''

''His hands turn to the more medical segment of his supply. He picks up a hand full of herbs to count them, but sighs a bit with the endangered number he can denote "''Great, looks like I'm spending another day gathering. Next time, let's not run at a creature embedded in an element, if no one minds..."