Quiet Exploration-OTA
Asher made his way through the halls taking his time to see who was around. He had his hands shoved in his pockets his book tucked under his arm. This place always felt cold no matter how many layers he had on. It was one of the main reasons he didn't get out of his room too much. He made his way toward the mess hall figuring he'd get something to drink before going back to his wandering.
He wondered just how many people there were, just how many he hadn't met yet. Asher hadn't been very good at meeting new people. He blamed it on being on his own for so long in his travels. He sighed a little pouring himself some coffee. He grabbed a seat not wanting to risk carrying something that hot through the halls.
He wondered just how many people there were, just how many he hadn't met yet. Asher hadn't been very good at meeting new people. He blamed it on being on his own for so long in his travels. He sighed a little pouring himself some coffee. He grabbed a seat not wanting to risk carrying something that hot through the halls.