Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-30014014-20191214000241

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Prad looks to Marcus, perhaps restrained, judging by the presence of Egyptian arms wrapped arroyos him. Still from his distance, he mutters “Sir...I’m sorry. I’m really sorry”.

A hand comes plugging his forehead. He definitely had no more appetite. Not around the likes of Aleric and Renwick.