Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-32663439-20141029042430

(Continuation of ordeal with Qa'do) Tate runs up to khajiit. "You all right, mate? You've used up all of your magicka reserves. Here, let me give you some of mine." Tate kneeled down and touched his hand to Qa'do's forehead. A blue ebb of magicka flowed from Tate's wrist and went into Qa'do. Using half of his own reserves, he filled up about a fifth of Qa'do's reserves. "I know it's not much, but it's all I can manage," Tate said as he pulled his hand away. "Can you stand now?"