Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150323223801/@comment-5583506-20150330201922

"You okay there, lass?" asked Torsdolk.

The Berserker's chest was entirely coated in blood, not his own though.

"I am fine, uncle. I just..." She took a deep breath. "Gather the fallen warriors and bring them to the crypt. We will see to it that they are given a proper farewell first thing in the morning, before setting off."

He nodded in agreement. "Aye, Matriarch."

She then turned to Perdix, touching his cheek. "And what about you, love? You are not hurt, are you?"