Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160729110350

My cigar at this point is lifeless stub of what it once was. I look up to stars in the sky and take in the cold air. The desert at night doesn't bother me, as I'm used to cold climates taking in a deep breath, I look to Ibrahim. "I'll answer that question with another. Does the name Black Crucible mean anything to you?"