Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25038310-20160529200920

Abello felt a chill run down his spine as he saw Jericho being dismembered - it was as if he could feel it himself, yet he was still paralyzed on the spot as he looked at Aelwin and the black pus that slowly exited his wounds. He was unsure of what to do or how to react while his hand continued grasping the hilt of his sword, as if it was the only thing to which he could hold on to.

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"Hold your blade, Dunistair -" Sebastien suddenly said after the redguard's arm was severed, raising his hand as he looked at the furious individual. "There is no use in him bleeding out and dying anyways, so refrain from any further rash decisions. What happened to Aelwin is unfortunate, but we cannot lose our cool. He will just be ressurected again and be at his top strength if you do put an end to him, and no doubt pounce back on one of us when our backs are turned. The best thing to do is to keep him with us, crazy as it may sound."

The dispirited knight had apparently replaced his melancholic behaviour with an indifferent and apathetic demeanor - even though his words seemed to sympathize with Aelwin, he made no effort to do much else other than try and persuade Dunistair to spare Jericho.

Richard cocked his head at Sebastien at first, before walking off to Aelwin to see if he was truly dead, passing Abello who was still apparently in shock from what he had just witnessed. The Spurned kneeled by him, seeing if the boy was truly dead already. If not, he needed to kill him right away. Excruciating amounts of pain during death only slow the boggling process of going insane.

"Boy's not being swallowed by murk, which means we'll have to drag him with us before he revives." Richard said, rather confused.