Welp, here's hoping this peaceful moment last. Don't expect it to.
Belril nervously peeked over the target in front of himself to behold the absolute mess that had just struck the place. There was now no fixing the colorations upon it, especially now that some of it was drying and painting over it would only cause the colors to...it wouldn't be pretty, to say the least.
"There was no way she was thinking of this when she sent me here," Belril muttered to himself as he peeked over his target, carefully finishing his while keeping the back of it between himself and everyone else. He had half a mind to sneak away from all this after these increasingly drunken tasks were done, too...
Belril's being the sole 'good boy' on these grounds right now by doing what he was supposed to and finishing painting his target. The back side's towards everyone else as a shield.
"There was no way she was thinking of this when she sent me here," Belril muttered to himself as he peeked over his target, carefully finishing his while keeping the back of it between himself and everyone else. He had half a mind to sneak away from all this after these increasingly drunken tasks were done, too...
Belril's being the sole 'good boy' on these grounds right now by doing what he was supposed to and finishing painting his target. The back side's towards everyone else as a shield.
BELRIL
