No Sleep, No Scotch.

[m_silverberg]

I found my way to a building towards the back of the first street that had an unlocked door. There was nothing but a creaky floor to sleep on and a moth-eaten blanket that smelled like a shroud. There appears to be some stale bread. It doesn't look appetizing, but it could be worse

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[concieved_hero]

Hey, I need a place to stay, mind if I join in?

[OOC: Sure thing, Mine's Frodosgirl88 if ya ever feel like chattin'...^^;;]

[m_silverberg]

Feel free...it's nothing much...but...it's better than the streets.
May I ask who you are?

[concieved_hero]

Ain't that the truth--I think there are monsters around here...

Oh, yeah--I'm the Hitoshura--uh, Shura for short. Your name?

[m_silverberg]

Mathiu Silverberg is my name.

[fateful_skies]

Oh dear...sounds like such horrid living conditions.
I can't bare to think I shall be forced to live upon such flith as well.

Not fair...
Oh, but I guess we still hold on to our lives at least.
One thing to be thankful of.

[ooc: your character eeriely looks like Basch from FF12 but very sickly! XD gotta hit ya up in rp one day]

[m_silverberg]

Yes...I suppose that is true...
Still, if you are looking for shelter, you're welcome here.

Heheh. Life hasn't been good to Mathiu

[fateful_skies]

Mhm, I shall keep your hospitality in mind.
You seem as if you could use a tad bit of help, am I right?

Such horrid places I have seen...
If I wasn't such a God fearing man, I would have sold my soul to the Devils for better beds and food!

[ooc: poor mathiu! ;_; he seems like he had it damn rough]

[m_silverberg]

Well...I believe anyone could use help in this place. I suggest we all band together. Certainly everyone has something to contribute for the greater good.