[Center][h2][color=00aeef]Milon[/color][/h2][/center]
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His eyelids were getting really heavy now. He began leaning on his quarterstaff for support before his senses dulled. He heard... Arguing and something about a sword? Whatever man.

Milon snapped to attention as he felt his leg give out underneath him. He gripped his quarterstaff as he began falling. Landing on his knee, he let out a surprised yelp. [i][color=00aeef]"Who? What? Oh, right. Yeah, I've got nothing better to do. Or do I? I don't remember anymore."[/color][/i]

He stood up before he stretched his arms and yawned before cracking his knuckles. Looks like everyone was heading out. [i][color=00aeef]"So, uh... Do we have a plan yet? I wasn't quite paying attention. We're going after some guy right? And wasn't there something about a sword?"[/color][/i] He shook his head. [i][color=00aeef]"For now let's just go outside. I need a smoke."[/color][/i] He held his head and turned towards the door. Still a little drowsy from his near-sleep experience, he shuffled his feet the whole way before finally reaching the outside.