Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160209213345/@comment-7203512-20160301184126

Aelwin tried keeping his mouth shut in order not to attract whatever was lurking in the woods with his dry cough. He raised his sword and tried staying as close to Glorfindel as possible. Upon gathering a mouthful of blood, however, he spit on the ground and quickly wiped his chin and lips, hoping that no blood got on the high elf before him.

The Breton turned around to check if the rest of the group is catching up, before tripping over a root and falling on his knees.

(Guys, I'm making a soundtrack album for EOM, would anyone fancy a theme for their character? :D)