Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160111005103/@comment-5543592-20160114001734

Carter just grunted. He supposed he looked intimidating, although he didn't feel it sometimes. The pain from the scars was long gone, and he only remembered they were there if he touched them, or if something brushed his face- there wasn't much feeling over his right cheek anymore. But he knew the effect he had on the men. They probably respected him and obeyed him by his sheer force of reputation.

Reynolds glanced over at Eduardo, mistaking his figdeting for nervousness. "They cleared you for combat?"