Divine Journey

Damn, I barely recognize myself. Those guys won't recognize me either, thankfully, they're not exactly geniuses.
After shaving clean and washing thoroughly, Hostor quietly returned to the room, where he took a clean shirt out of his bag and put it on.
- Siegfried... could you... um... give me a haircut? I brought scissors from the washroom. Just please, don't make it too short.

now it's clear what good roleplaying means. It's when you first cry over a dead guy and don't even take money from the corpse, and two days later you're ready to kill people for money. 10 out of 10. Learn, guys x)

Says a noob who doesn't understand people. I shouldn't have to explain every thought, right? Can't you see my character? I am perfectly capable of such a sequence of actions. You should better study, instead of whining :3