Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24487330-20140310175140

Camo was lost in thought as he followed the rest of his team into a bar, one in which Talen seemed to quite familiar. He and Al ordered something straight away, but the archer simply took a seat and sulked beside them. Even if their orders were free, he didn't feel like owing anyone any favors just yet, and paranoia demanded that he refrain from touching any drink that he didn't pour himself from a trustworthy source.

"(They're all so idle and carefree, no sense of priority or urgency...I don't belong with this lot. Why did I agree to this trip...?)"