It had been an odd sensation staring into the mirror, but waking up in a land such as this wasn't the strangest thing that had happened to him recently though. Not by far. He had felt it though, that something missing, and unlike what he read on most of the other folks here, for him it was a bit of a relief. The beast inside of him was quiet for a bit, but he couldn't help but notice the fact that many of those taken out were not coming back. And he was certain that even the others were able to put it together gradually.
Without weapons and knowing just what they were facing though, the best option was to bide time. Going over to one of the pools of water he splashed a bit of water on his face to try to keep himself awake, as well as to wash up a bit and not look quite as frightful.
"Not the first time I've had to sleep on the ground under the stars. I guess I should be thankful they were kind enough to provide a bit of cover and something to eat, and that there's plenty of clean water."
He hadn't been speaking to anyone in particular, just seeing who might have been close enough or was actually paying attention to what he was saying. After a few moments, he just sat back, looking towards the direction that their jailors would come and go.
"Though I am curious as to what they call this place?"
Wildcard: Open to him mingling about the carnival, maybe putting on a show as a sharp shooter and reliving the days he spent traveling with that small troupe of entertainers.
Ethan Chandler | Penny Dreadful
Without weapons and knowing just what they were facing though, the best option was to bide time. Going over to one of the pools of water he splashed a bit of water on his face to try to keep himself awake, as well as to wash up a bit and not look quite as frightful.
"Not the first time I've had to sleep on the ground under the stars. I guess I should be thankful they were kind enough to provide a bit of cover and something to eat, and that there's plenty of clean water."
He hadn't been speaking to anyone in particular, just seeing who might have been close enough or was actually paying attention to what he was saying. After a few moments, he just sat back, looking towards the direction that their jailors would come and go.
"Though I am curious as to what they call this place?"
Wildcard: Open to him mingling about the carnival, maybe putting on a show as a sharp shooter and reliving the days he spent traveling with that small troupe of entertainers.