Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160321093514

Aelwin was dangling on Dunistair's pauldron, blood dripping slowly from his mouth and on the muscular carrier's plates. He raised his head, looking at distraught Jericho with a hint of surprise and confusion. "W-who?..", he uttered, as he attempted to turn around, perhaps trying to make sure the Redguard hadn't called out to him.