...Heh... That's alright... I'm sure we'll think of something we can all enjoy...
(Slumps over to the side and falls asleep, using pupdog as an impromptu pillow.)
(Mutters something that might or might not be in Korean, laying there miserably for about 40 minutes before sleep takes him.)
good night, my friends
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-My oh my, theres
a rugged-looking fellow-
-A head of red hair, a stubble, piercing silver eyes-
-He's dressed in the garb of some sort of crusading warrior, with a bright red cloak to boot-
-Almost as red are those several large gaping, oozing stab wounds on his torso-
....Please, a-.....A healer.....
-His breathing grows shallower, as the sword in his hands falls to the floor with a clatter, and he drops to his knees-
edited 22nd Aug '16 12:49:31 AM by MacDuffy

...Your....this is a house?.....
-His breathing becomes more shuddered by the minute-
......I am-......I am wounded.....please......I need-....