Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809183350/@comment-5583506-20190903201750

The dog-man stood up, some more blood seeping out and coating his otherwise white tank top shirt, in a dark red. His jeans had suffered even worse, leaving a big black stain along the side of his loin and thight. The wound had almost closed up however.

His clothes were almost completely ruined. Even his favourite trenchcoat now had a huge hole in its back where the steel beam had entered through.

He spat again to the side. "So Kay went with the others? That's good. However, I left my rifle with her."