Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20191216022700/@comment-37109078-20191230010832

Haythem was your average fisher man when he lived in the city, he was part of a group called divers. Fishermen would lay net traps at the bottom of the river bed and it would be people like Haythem's job to retrieve it. Haythem was the best in the busniess with being able to hold his breath for 22 minutes at a time with enough preperation. But now with the City taken over he was still a fisherman but he lived in a camp site outside the city of Rotwick. He was careful enough to stay hidden and to his knowlege no monster knew he was out here. Haythem wasn't just a diver though he knew how to catch fish with his bare hands from watching bears do it. Speaking of Haythem burst from the waters of Rotwick with a rope in hand. He swam to the river banks as he pulled himself up then pulled on the rope. "Hngh, come on come on!" Haythem said with a grunt as he pulled five catfish from the waters. "there we go!" He inspected the fish for any physical signs of monster energy and cleaned off what was this left him with about seventy of the fish for himself. Haythem looked around, he had a fishing pole, his tent, a knife and, a small fire just big enough to keep himself warm at night. Haythem began to drain the blood of the fishes and roasted them over the fire. he at a few and made sure to dry the last three in case of emergencys. Haythem dried himself off and put on his jacket, shoes and gloves. He pulled the hood over his head and wrapped the bottom part of his face in a damp cloth as he walked into town. He was sure to keep his head down and appear less attractive from a distance. He needed to find a granite stone to sharpen his knife.