Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190106223825/@comment-37843592-20190110075309

With the mask finally on, he took in a deep breath of filtered air and sighed out in relief. Unwary of whatever occurred while he was occupied, he steadied himself and decided to pack up his belongings. The wretched stench could be coming from a source so large, it was no wonder he felt sick to his stomach the moment it hit his nose.

With his legs now wobbling from the alcohol, he staggered back to the path and urged himself to get to the nearest place he could stay at despite knowing well enough that his own people will greet him coldly for his ‘condition’. Even so, an inn or an alley felt more safe than being exposed to whatever was going on outside.

“To hell with everyone...” he muttered in distaste.