Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170721222221

Elijah sluggishly dragged himself to a cot in the farthest corner of the room, kicking his belongings under the bed and collapsing onto the dusty comforter, wincing in pain as his sprained ankle accidentally hit the bed frame.

He sighed, staring at the ceiling blankly, ignoring the whirlwind of emotions that sprang through his mind. Or at least, trying to.

After a few hours, sleep finally lured him into it's trap, leaving him to sleep peacefully in the small inn.

Time skip?