Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-24510587-20160503153031

From the corner of his vision, Jericho could see Dunistair coming up to him, resting his longsword on his shoulder. "That was... Reckless," the Breton said.

"But that doesn't matter right now. What matters is that right now, you are in no shape to continue."

Dunistair knelt down next to the Redguard. "It is easier for everyone if I kill you now and then meet you at the next burial mound we find. Come on, get up."

With some effort, Jericho was helped onto his knees, and Dunistair stood up and lifted his blade off his shoulder.

"See you soon."