Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-30014014-20180925185312

Prad did not pay attention to the surroundings. His gaze, locked still in the nether is contemplating. Who his help still be needed? The source of his power deigned denying lending a hand, claiming to be naught but a spectator to this ceassless misery. He knows not what he can provide, no argument to convince the man in gray.

Slowly, he starts drifting, away. No particular path, stuck in the grim thoughts that so often inhabitate his mind. HIs gaze perpetually looking down.