Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191106235810/@comment-25828117-20191113212314

"I do my duty, as is commanded of anyone in a position such as mine. I fail to see what purpose this conversation has. If all you want to do is pry I can have the guards in here in mere seconds," The Canonreeve told her as he turned back to regard her.

"Out of the way." Lysilde ordered.

"I feared this would happen."

She pushed Mozu aside, quite harshy in fact but obviously she didn't want the mer to die.

The aspiring moth priestess filled herself with restoration magic and performed her craft on the ailing elf who shivered as the wound in his back knitted shut.