Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190211144210

His attention, drawn by those around him, shifted to the window and by proximity the red storm. His gaze is indifferent, expression uncaring. The knight looked to the storm then to his book then grimaced.

"I do not have a red pencil... I suppose that you will do for now."

As if it were any normal occurrence Jorge began to sketch the storm, taking down a rough outline before focusing on any details.