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Apr. 13th, 2011 12:00 am[Kevas hasn't had a good night's sleep since arriving at the keep. What little sleep he does get is plagued with nightmares of those he left behind. At this point he's all but given up trying to get any decent rest.
He's stuck somewhere between crippling depression and barely contained rage. The troll just doesn't know what to do anymore...except drink. That he's been doing almost nonstop since he found the bar. But even he can't stand to sit around in a bar all day, so he wanders around the keep not really paying any attention to where he's going and not really caring either, and of course he has a bottle of alcohol in his hand.]
He's stuck somewhere between crippling depression and barely contained rage. The troll just doesn't know what to do anymore...except drink. That he's been doing almost nonstop since he found the bar. But even he can't stand to sit around in a bar all day, so he wanders around the keep not really paying any attention to where he's going and not really caring either, and of course he has a bottle of alcohol in his hand.]
