Thread 16 - The Undead Amgost Us

Mura!masaGIZ/yg 3 Nov 2015 2:18:06 PM No.41135592

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>As she mentioned her sword, he couldn't help but wonder how much it was worth... Not that he'd steal from such a wonderful lass.

"As do I, lass. As do I."

>Giving he a small nod of farewell as she takes her leave, he couldn't help but stare at her as she walked away, and sighed. Something about her felt... nostalgic, almost, as if he knew someone like that before. His memory failed him, however.

"Nice girl... a looker, too."

>He mumbled to himself, before realizing what he just said. Flinching and grimacing under his mask, he quickly shook his head to clear those kind of impure thoughts from his head. What was he thinking?! A Wight like him would have no chance with a girl like that! Plus, he's undead! Not exactly a desirable trait in a man, he thought. Hanging his head and covering his face with his palm, he sighed.

"Bloody hell.. I need a drink."

>And with that, he headed to the nearest tavern to help hide those pesky emotions that plagued him so.