Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-24696651-20170603220339

"By Oblivion," Edwin grimaced, casting a healing spell. It wouldn't undo the damage that had been done to his bones, but at least it would numb the pain and stem the blood flow.

He retrieved his staff, got another bottle of mead, and telekinetically dragged a chair towards him. He sat back in the chair, doing his best to relax and enjoy his mead.