Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191124214112/@comment-5543592-20191127193633

"I did." Nyasia agreed without inflection. It was suddenly, painfully obvious how young and how out of her depth she was. She turned her palms over in her lap and looked at them, although they were clean. She still smelled nice, even, the purfume from the rag lingering.

"Fear not, Friend Clodagh, for I shalt help you!" Cade said, and then he squeezed his eyes shut in an expression of serenity.

And then Clodagh felt the pain fading away, replacing by a soothing numbness. The comfort of a warm bath, staying in bed on a cold day, the shielding arm of a parent, the sun on her face. The pain and fear were replaced by feelings like these.

"There!  Now, you must go to Lady Lysilde and have her tend to you." Cade instructed.

Scaldor climbed up onto the deck and appraised the situation before him, seeing how deep a hole Kashya was in.

Baldr was going around throatcutting, making sure all the pirates were dead.