Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20150401205139/@comment-24012109-20150520210236

He slightly shivers under the cold touch of the soap, but thinks as she scrubs his back.

"Well, as I've stated earlier, I'm from a southern bit of Mistral. It's not huge, but it is a nice location as there's so much around. I personally grew up in a sort of desert sandbox, as did my brothers and sisters before me. I have a brother and sister, myself the youngest of the group. My parents were frankly, Jewelry maniacs. Our mansion was practically a museum of it's own, and all these rich profiteurs would come and show their wares and stuff of that nature."

"I never fell into that tangent though. I never really liked Appraising or Gemology, I liked to express myself; Whether it be books, music, or with hunting. Eventually that line was broken, and I went my seperate ways. Thankfully my sister allowed me to live in Vale before I left for Signal. From there, it was cut-throat what I loved to do. Hunting, stories, and the like."

"I...even rather like telling you this...", he murmured out. It was low, but she could hear it as well as see his face almost rival his red hair's color.