Donny stumbled out of the darkness. His body was ragged, but also adorn with new clothing and bits of armor. He had taken a few more jobs to get money, but he spent most of it on healing after each job. His new axe has served him well, but it's all he has aside from the cloths on his back. Even now his mind was a bit addled due to just escaping another mugging. He took a solid blow to the head. Still standing, or alive at least. He took a seat against the wall and looked into the night sky.