Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190929011112/@comment-7262318-20190930213312

"Oh..." Alvoran grimaced. He thought Garran's paranoia of Lysilde's attitude was unjustified, but in his weakened state and has she stared a dagger through him, he could now see the merits of his argument.

He took a step forward, but gritted his teeth as it aggravated his wound. "It... her spell should have bounced back, shouldn't it?" He asked, his memory of the monk's warnings stuck out to him as the fog began to clear and he could finally think straight...