Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28927430-20160711235724/@comment-28961101-20160712234542

Through all of the chaos and pandemonium, the solitary robed man sat and sipped his tea. His only actions were to politely hold his cup for a shirohebi to refill, subtly averting his eyes by keeping his gaze politely pointed at his crossed legs.

And briefly grip the hilt of his short sword.