Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170512203542/@comment-31749612-20170513054201

''Whiskey felt a little relieved that the creature was gone. Though, he still stayed on alert, not knowing what to expect.''

''The fire on his hands would burn red again as he looks around. He then starts to wander again, trying to fine his way out. "That blue thing must've have been important since he just left me to get it." He thought.''

''Whiskey: "I'm going to die down here!?" He continued to think.''