Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20190612013012/@comment-30655593-20190624035418

''Oculus would start with his mask, taking it off to give it a quick clean. He quickly scrubbed it down before quickly setting it back over his face, sighing. It was a bit of a pain in the ass keeping his identity a secret... Though that reminded him. That Werewolf girl... He still had a bone to pick with her. If she was smart she'd stay as far away from the battlefield as she could... Though he still kept on his guard in case she did show up. That along with any enemy scouts. He almost started cleaning his weapons and armor when he realized he should check himself for any wounds... Luckily he was intact but his armor had taken a bit of a beaten. He'll need to get it repaired when he gets a chance. For now, he gets to work cleaning his weapons and armor, keeping an eye out himself for anything he should turn his attention too. ''