Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150416143828/@comment-6006054-20150417224250

Ekrun entered the cave. He removed his claymore and crossbow from his back, and laid them on the ground. He sat down next to them, leaning against the rocky walls of the cave. He unwrapped the hastily prepared bandage from his leg, tossing the black bloodstained cloth away. He removed a strip of sewn cloth from within a pouch at his belt, and slowly and carefully wrapped it around the wound. There were no evident signs of poisoning in his leg or the wound. Ekrun smiled grimly, reassured by the mundane state of his injury. He removed the assassin's dagger from where he had slid it into his belt, and began carefully inspecting it for any residual signs of toxins.