Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-5543592-20190204215656

Cade staggered away, seeing quadrople, double, single, then quadrople again. Absently, he raised his shield and prodded the side of his helmet with his fingers. It was dented. Ouch.

He struggled to plant his feet, wobbling about like he was intoxicated.

"I see you plush your falith in... a thing most dibshonorable." Cade slurred, trying to locate Knut. His head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds and it took every ounce of strength he had just to keep upright.