It was supposed to be a nap but Magnus found himself in a much deeper sleep than originally intended. Despite the rain and slight chill he let out a noisy snort of a snore and rolled over-apparently he was more tired than he had realized at first. Cold air and miserable conditions were nothing new to him at this point and this patch of damp grass was at least a bit soft.

Magnus' dark hair now was home to a couple leaves and half a twig. He rather looked like a vagabond as much as anything else but he was still wearing the same tan-coloured jacket from earlier that day. The man might have been handsome if he didn't look like a homeless bum who was sleeping in the park.

His jacket and his shirt beneath had ridden up a bit when he had moved, revealing the skin on his lower back and hip were just as pale as the rest of him. Except for a rather strange blemish that looked like some cross between a birthmark and a branding. Part of it was still covered but half the circle was entirely visible.