Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171109215205/@comment-31749612-20171118061021

(Right, thanks.)

''Whiskey sat up quickly, gasping for air. He his hands trembled and sweat shot down his face. There was a slight breeze, ruffling the grass around him, as well as his hair.''

''The trees ruffled, and he noticed the sun was starting to set. Then he realized he was laying in the field where they were going to fight... Brennan? ''

''He head was aching, and he felt a bit dizzy. He recalled charging at Brennan before just... Blacking out, he guessed. ''

''Slowly, and with a grunt of pain, he stood up. ''

''Did they just leave him here? And for how long? ''

''He stumbled forward before stopping and regaining his composure. He then started walking again, to where he thought Zipingu was. He just wanted to get back to the Ruin. ''