Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-7203512-20160504163126

Aelwin slowly raised his blade, tilting backwards as he did so, slightly afraid of the sharp edge. He glanced at Dunistair.

"W-when are w-we g-going t-to t-train?.." he asked with eagerness, paired with some hesitation, in his attempts to ward off the heavy thoughts that lingered in his head after the recent events.

Taking a deep breath, he then sheathed the sword to check his wounds. His leg didn't hurt as much when he didn't touch it, neither did the nails and the eye. He tried to take off the eye patch but was quick to leave it be when a sudden wave of pain struck out of the blue, causing him to hiss.