Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28856385-20181118052745/@comment-26821421-20181119004137

Bryson entered the lone house in the ruins, closing the door behind him as he did so. He wore a similar garb that he did every day - sneakers, though looking cleaner than normal, and jeans with a black leather belt. However, instead of a sweater, he wore a black button up, with a white and blue striped tie. He glanced around a moment, unsure of what to do, before moving towards the center of the room to make way for the next person.

Worcestershire stepped into the house just after Bryson, pushing his way into the house with an inconsiderate stride. He wore the same clothes as normal - that is to say, none, with his thick feathers instead acting as a suit. Luckily, he did decide to groom the feathers for the ocassion. He stepped in, lingering by the sides. Why did he come again...? Was he even one of the ones invited?

Shyren was already in the house a few minutes ago, but lingered in the corner, staying silent as she normally did.