Joined: Sun Jan 29, 2006 12:02 am
Location: The 918, OK
He thought about his life, and everything that had happened.
He had lost two mothers, a father, many friends... He couldn't deal with it anymore.
So he made a decision, a decision to end it for good. To bring his mind peace.
He got out of bed and took a parchment and quill, wrote a couple of lines and stuffed the parchment into his bag.
He slowly made his way to the taverne, his mind made up. He was going to do it.
As he reached the entrence of the taverne, he asked,
"Would anyone here be kind enough to loan a boy coin for a mug?"
After he said this, a woman had tossed him some coin. He grinned.
He walked up to Borgate after thanking the woman and bought a mug.
Inside his cloak pockets was a vial. It was filled with a foul looking red liquid, that seemed to sting the eyes by just looking upon it. He poured it in.
After a moment, he looked to the woman and smiles gingerly.
"Thank you for helping me ma'am.. Helping me end the pain."
He raised the mug to his lips, and drank the liquid quickly.
For a moment, he could not see and he was beginning to become very hot.
As he looked about, he suddenly clutched his stomach and fell from the stool onto the floor with a mdoerate 'thump.'
He looked around, unable to see.. His eyes clouded over, and he felt as if he was floating..
((RP is open for, Gryphius, Shandariel, Djironnyma, and the people in the Taverne that were there.))