Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151028205131/@comment-24849899-20151029112826

(Hey dude, you RP great! But there in one thing I'll have to point out, and it's okay, don't worry. Can you not take control of my character? You know, his dialouge, movements and so forth. You know... But as I said, it's alright! Just take that into consideration! :D)

Laskey slept throughout the night... Tomorrow is another day...

As expected Laskey woke up to the smell of breakfast coming from down the halls of the castle. He responded by arising himself from the soft sactuary he calls a bed and makes it way to his local restroom.

Their restrooms here aren't like the ones we take for granted these days, you know the ones where you flush and it's gone. No, this one was just a hole in the ground, but hey it went deep and they have their own pretty good sewer system, despite it's "outdated-ness." The showers were also like any medieval person would expect, that good ole wooden pale that you dump all over your body.

Luckily the water they had was luke warm and it felt just like any decent shower back at home, minus the constant running water through the faucet.

I used my own shampoo and conditioner, both smelling like peach/mango.

Once I dried myself with my own packed towel, I noticed that the weather was a little cold, surprising for the Demon Realm having cold weather.

I noticed all my clothes and belongings were packed neatly, sounds like a certain someone was in his room again...

'I'll have to thank Ilassa later.. But she REALLY shouldn't burden herself over me.' He thought to himself.