Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20130919213800/@comment-15792134-20131102042605

Urdin walked aimlessly around the inn. He kept replaying his and Melira's conversation. He had finished with the first part. He was leader, end of story. But the second part, he couldn't get it out of his head. He thought about Calco, about how he despised that man. But he could never pin down why. He didn't hate Faunii, only the ones in White Fang. Yet everytime he thought about it, it kept coming back to him and Zaffre's interaction. Then he remembered Zaffre sitting on the crate with his cloak draped over her. He remembered his old friend, wearing that same cloak. He swallowed, he kept denying it over and over, that the feeling wasn't the same. But, there was a cloud of doubt following him; screaming one word with every denial into his head.

Liar

Urdin shook his head, he was exhausted and overthinking things. Besides, he couldn't have the same feelings. He felt that way towards his friend, and now she's dead.

Urdin continued in this manner for minutes staring at his feet, until he ran smack into a body waking him from his stoupor.

All the people he had to run into. Calco.