Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180330053904

Prad lands by his own sector, secluded at the foot of one of the great walls. Here, he also makes sight of the dead piled up. He sighs at the sight, but a sense of relief comes to him while alone. He turns his eyes from them, any hope of offering a respectable burial long lost.

He starts stalking the outskirts of the building, clinging to the shadows with his hands knitted together...