Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5543592-20191024010933

Scaldor knelt down and scooped up Kashya, holding her against his chest. Standing back up, he looked around, taking toll of what was happening. Garran was bleeding, Lysilde unconscious, Baldr and Clodagh on the ground. What a mess.

"Cade!" Scaldor barked. "Pick up Lysilde.  Alvoran, get over here and take Kashya.  I need'te stitch up Garran.  Don't know how much time we 'ave."

The knight shook, then charged over to where the unconscious Lysilde was.

Nyasia looked up at Helian, at first confused. "We're alive." A relieved, endrophin-driven smile stretched itself across Nyasia's face.