Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20151115174509/@comment-25129884-20151115183904

Craexon looked at his mahogany wood hut, in all it's glory. Then back at the crystalline blue waters of Far Harad. Living on the southern Tol Hith islands was rough, but okay. He stood there, sharpening his knife, and thinking about, if anyone is, has, or ever will love him. He stood up and went back inside.