Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160315040759

Aelwin limped between Dunistair and Jericho, his shaking hands slowly pulling his blade out of the dangling scabbard. He reached out to his bag and tore out a piece of the rag laying inside to wrap around his nose and mouth. "I-I can do this-s", he whispered, his voice stifled and low.