Cael leaned against a wall, not far from his comrades, and let out a grumble as one of the men tried to awaken. "Well, it seems this waiting portion did not take too long." Despite his relaxed exterior and dour epression, Cael was wearing his blade on his belt and buckler on his back. A sign that no matter his facade, he was under tension.
"You're dead." Cael said calmly to the man who'd only just awoken. "Or, rather, you were. Everyone you see here was at one point. Welcome to our little slice of the afterlife." Cael stood up off of the wall and crossed his arms to face the strange man. "Why don't we start with who you are, where you came from, and more importantly when you're from"
"You're dead." Cael said calmly to the man who'd only just awoken. "Or, rather, you were. Everyone you see here was at one point. Welcome to our little slice of the afterlife." Cael stood up off of the wall and crossed his arms to face the strange man. "Why don't we start with who you are, where you came from, and more importantly when you're from"
I'll be AFK for about 48 hours while I travel to England. Toasty and Zango have control of Cael.