Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180716035529/@comment-30014014-20180901030522

''David finally ran out of material to craft items. Buying fresher supply was now in need for him to resume. Though with the undead outbreak going outside, going to a store to request such things is likely implausible for him.''

''Thoughts of those he followed occur in his mind.Are they dead? Are they alive? A shame he could not join. Alas, his still medicore skills would have made him a liability. Not to mention his distruss toward anything not human burns strongly under his skin. Dying for a commanding dragon now rumored to be cruel towards her own clashes fiercely with his apothecary yearn to survey the injured. As it stands, David still feels no need to go pretend to be useful among things trumping his novice state''