[SKIT] A Love of Dirt
[In Wuldorwurth's designated port, you may find a small dark frame leaning against a wall. The color of his face does not look entirely normal or healthy, and he's taking slow, deep breaths.]
I-I didn't think this would be a problem again...Ugh!
[He shuffles out of sight from the people nearby, then slowly sinks to the ground. There's no blood, and he isn't limping. However, it's still a little cold out, and he's sitting by himself looking miserable. Someone invade his personal bubble?]
I-I didn't think this would be a problem again...Ugh!
[He shuffles out of sight from the people nearby, then slowly sinks to the ground. There's no blood, and he isn't limping. However, it's still a little cold out, and he's sitting by himself looking miserable. Someone invade his personal bubble?]