Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161027180109/@comment-29038468-20170317122443

(Alright, I got it.)

My hands glow and I begin helping Red with healing. The man looks young, chocolate brown hair. Dirt covering his plain village clothes, his injuries aren't deep but there are many of them. He's been through much and has been running from something it looks like, there are beads of sweat running down his head and he's breathing hard.

"Well someone's been running from something haven't we? So what is it? Mamonos, responsibilities, danger, all three?" I ask.