Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170113162801/@comment-28412230-20170115194110

The middle aged man approached the western gate, examining each of the new verified transfers; he recognized a malformed young adult with shaggy, ruffled burnet hair, and a tropical flannel with a red and yellow color pallet; the only expression the young man revealed was an exhausted, depressed look on his face.

''"Augustus - friend, is that you?" he whispered to himself, cupping his hands in his coat's pockets before he turned away, pacing far from the gate.''