Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191101220152/@comment-5543592-20191105001041

Scaldor staggered backwards. He glanced down, touched a hand to the new groove in his muscle wall. Blood began to dribble out.

He looked up at the Nord, pursing his lips. "Now why'd ye have te go and do something like that?"

Baldr smiled back.

"No rush."