Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160209213345/@comment-7203512-20160302035808

Aelwin catched up to Dunistair, a bit staggered by his sudden move, and pulled the sword behind him, the blade rubbing against dirt and roots. He looked back once more to see that the Soul Gem was left behind, having fallen out of the sack, laying in the dirt. He stuck the sword by his side and ran up to the gem. Coughing, he picked the gem, pulled the blade out in haste and continued following the Breton, keeping his distance.

He tightened the sack's harness. Before putting the Soul Gem into his bag, he checked if any blood got on his possession. However, unable to resist the temptation, he kept looking at the gem, occasioanlly watching his feet and trying to keep the pace.

"I-it's... nice", he said, wiping the dirt off.