Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160222230237/@comment-3293219-20160228222705

Elis sat crosslegged on her bed, hissing and wincing as Hal tended to her wounds, she could tell that her constantly moving was frustrating Hal, a man who had little patience to begin with but right now she didn't care.

"You need to be more careful..."

"Urgh... Yeah, thanks, because being careful would've really changed anything." She grumbled, rather spitefully, rolling her eyes as the ghost continued to work on her.

"You shouldn't have offered to help the old man, even if you would have succeeded, you wouldn't have been able to bring the pay or the trophy back with you. 

I know you want to shoot animals in the face with your bow and arrow, I love it to but you're putting us both in danger here..."

"Hal, I wouldn't have... Oww!"

"Sorry..."

"Look, I can take care of myself, I did, didn't I?"

"Yeah and I'm sure that those people looking for the Oakvales were discouraged, when you evaded their questions. Are you even going to tell Agatha that they were looking for her?"

Elis paused, falling silent as the wound healed, she gently reached over her shoulder and felt where the scratch had been. Just a little dry blood, nothing she couldn't rub off after her next bath.

She sighed heavily, not knowing what she was going to do, Agatha was her friend. As weird as that sounded, she cared about her but bringing her friends here, into the grasp of her mother and father and worse... her siblings.

Nothing good could have come of that...