Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150228190553/@comment-24530992-20150322172050

The Breton slowly made his way through to the wreckage, a spell in one hand, his blade in the other. He stopped upon seeing his wife, dropping his blade near simultaneously. Vaniel rushed towards her, his arms outstretched as he tried to examine the wounds, before calling for a healer.