Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5543592-20191024224927

"Goin'te pick ye up again." Scaldor said, lifting Kashya back off the rock.

Nyasia followed Helian, Baldr not far behind her and Clodagh.

Cade did not follow. He approached the maiden, Lysilde held in his arms. His visor open, he cast his eyes down out of respect.

"Greetings, fair lady.  I am Sir Nohaden'Cade, Sermonizer of the Order of the Hour.  I do not mean to trouble you, but I am in service to this here noble woman." He presented the limp Lysilde. "I pray pardon for my insolence, but doth you know if she is injured in some way I cannot see?  You seem a wise and powerful denizen of this immortal realm."