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located in Scarriden, a part of many of horror, one of the many universes on RPG.


Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.


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Character Portrait: Lucian Mitchell Character Portrait: Markus "Shadowfaux" Vasco
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Markus Vasco
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Markus stood there awkwardly as Lucian forced the cup of alcohol into his hand, insisting he drank it as it would help. Markus couldn't exactly deny that, even if he wanted to. Quickly gulping the alcohol in one go, Markus slightly reeled back from the burn it brought. Maybe he didn't think it through clearly. He blinked as Lucian said he'd have to get the wound recleaned and tended to, starting with him having to remove his shirt. "...Huh?" was all that he was able to get out as he blinked confusedly. Did Markus hear that correctly? Not only that he'd have to remove his shirt for the wound to be treated, but it was the comment Lucian made. What did he mean this wasn't the situation neither of them thought he'd be saying this?? He didn't have enough time to argue as Lucian more or less helped him remove his shirt, tossing it to the side as he stood in stunned silence. Still trying to process what was even happening.

Begrudgingly, Markus sat down on one of the stools so Lucian could get a proper look at the wound, seeing what he had to work with. He tended to zone out when he was tended to, not really paying attention. It was an odd way to cope, something he learned when he was a small child. He never had a rhyme or reason, it was just something he picked up over the years. Markus didn't pay much attention as Lucian helped clean and rebandage it, only coming back to reality when Lucian mentioned the wound, and how there would be minimal scarring at least. Something he wasn't entirely surprised about, and often used to. "Yeah...Thanks, Lucian..." Markus mumbled under his breath, looking down at the floor as he kept his face pointed away from Lucian. Markus didn't reallty know what to say or do, about any of this. He was getting way over his head here, this whole thing was a nightmare. But he had to remember why he was doing any of this to begin with. "It's just been a rough few days I think, for the both of us...Sorry." Markus mumbled once more as he slowly stood up from the stool and looked around. "We should probably try to figure out what we're gonna do about all of this, not like we have all that much to work off of but, we'll figure something out. Right?" he said with a shadow of a smirk on his face.