Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150928220113/@comment-5543592-20151003213039

Scire listened to the sounds of fighting from where he was on the floor of the room.

"Ugh..." He groaned, shoving to his feet, and leaning on his bow for support, using it as a crutch. He began to shuffle his way to the hall...

Ragnar lay slumped up against the wall, unable to do anything.