Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170203214410/@comment-5543592-20170208204615

It took Wilkes a while, but he found Randall in the middle of crafting daggers out of human bone and sheet metal. Randall had a pile of stuff already set aside, and most of it looked like it had been somewhere important or stowed before it'd found it's way to the pile. His corner was isolated, but it was clear Randall had chosen it because it provided a lot of space for him to set up in, and no one would likely come back here to bother him. He didn't look up when the man hobbled by.