Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-30014014-20191128042244

@Everyone

"Huh, seems they're not taking to rest" Prad had only now stepped out of his room when the echo reverberates through the halls, passing across his station. He looks to the key he had kept all this time. The one for his room.

The echo had also conicidentally mentionned a lack of room for them to stay. "Well then, assuming they don't damage the chair...much, well, perhaps..." The young man had a thought of charity to offer. All he hoped for was to find his gift...undamaged. he starts walking toward the sonic boom of shouts.