Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-27550231-20170909145730

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Jorge looks up to the heavens and smiles as the setting sunlight lands on his frame.

"Oh I'm just peachy." His reply is soft and empty as he seemed to pay little mind them.

"Just having a little existential crisis is all. Say, who else was participating in this hunt?" Jorge's voice was softer than before he spoke with a deliberate calmness and a patience that only a father would have while before he had the stuff and callous tone of a warrior.

There was something wrong with him. Perhaps the loss of his family was finally taking a toll on his mind. Perhaps he was already broken? There was no way for her to tell without an expert opinion. All she could do now is guess.