Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160112193412/@comment-26809040-20160118221620

Eric fell into step with the rest, casting rapid glances into the fog around him. The thick blanket was hindering his ability to keep an eye on his surroundings, and escelating his parinoia.

"Old cemetary, thick fog. All we need is a roaming pack of freals and we'd fit right in an old horror film."

Deciding that he was probably a lot safer in the group than alone, the scavver set his worries aside for the moment, and made his way over to another pair of figures in the mist. Friendly conversation tended to calm his nerves anyway. He walked up beside Alexander and Clyde, introducing himself to the pair.

"Hey, Name's Eric Carter. Who are you two?"