Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20171121012820/@comment-24736819-20171206015017

"By the...", Sùba was quick on her feet, jumping aboard the ship and cautiously cutting the altmer down from the crow's nest.

If it were anyone else, Randolemar would've found himself falling down towards hic certain death on the main deck, but the reachgirl knew her ways around dangerous situations that required balance and swinging from thin ropes, so she managed to grab him and slowly climb down to the deck.

"Hmm, can you hear me?", she asked, trying to assert how unconscious the elf was.

She was no medic and had no expertise on the art of healing others, but Sùba was pretty sure she shouldn't remove the piece of wood from his arm yet.