Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160412102110

Abello couldn't stand to look at poor Aelwin when parts of his body were falling off, and he found it more disturbing that he was wide awake when this happened. Under his helmet he widened his eyes as he stared at sickly Hawksly. He was rightfully scared of straying too close to this person, and he had walked out far in front of him for a reason.

"D..diseases seem to linger on, even in Undeath.." he stammered as he stopped in his tracks, turning his gaze back in front of him. He wasn't in a jovial or happy mood anymore whenever he looked at the Undead.

"Perhaps, we could rest on one the hillsides further up ahead. We don't have alot for a fire or anything, but we could grant Aelwin abit of rest before we arrive."