Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170418022534/@comment-31749612-20170418200010

Whiskey: "God damnit... I couldn't bare the lies any longer. All you people are so good, I mean, you were willing to help an injured Order soldier like that. And this is how I repay you!? Argh!"

He would punch the wall out of anger before sitting down, leaning back and putting his hands on his forehead.

Whiskey: "I- I'm sorry... For all of this..."