Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150328222815/@comment-5543592-20150330214812

Dacian flapped his lips desperately, trying to capture the liquid. As the water washed down his throat and cleared it he felt a million times better.

Of course, that lasted for five seconds. He glanced down at his body. He'd broken at least three ribs, shattered his the thigh bones in his left leg and broken his right arm. He badly needed healing and rest. Not to mention his numerous wounds and at least a dozen arrows all over hsi body.

"Fuck it." Cursed Dacian, his voice less watery now, but still raspy. "I'm already dead." He turned his head to side. "Just forget about me." He bitterly quoted her.