Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150507072752/@comment-17114085-20150812110837

Arlowe was midly burned before he could react. He ran from the fire before it could injure him any further. The burns he suffered, mostly to his face and right arm, as he tried to shield his face from the flames, sent stinging pain throughout his body. Unluckily, for the mercenaries, the pain caused the Vul's anger to explode with a passion. "I will tear those bastards limb from limb for this!" he yelled as he passed his left hand across his burns to feel the damage.