Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150502191958/@comment-12599067-20150503214256

Diaval sheathed one knife, not even looking up as Malus thundered by in hot pursuit of Torolf and his horsemen. Looking into one of the satchels at his waist, he withdrew a moderately strong healing potion and quickly but cautiously turned her around so she was on her back, then gently lifted her head and held the bottle to her mouth so she could drink the potion.

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Now that he'd had a moment to gain some momentum, Malus was able to catch up with Torolf and the others. Immediately he focused on the one he deemed an immediate threat (which was in this case Aerin, who had a bow at the ready) and suddenly moved sideways, slamming into her horse with enough force to potentially knock both it and its rider to the ground.