Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170804175219/@comment-24685738-20170808135358

The old woman got to it, placing the alchemical mixture onto the Blademaster's shoulders and wrapping them in bandages.

"We'll, go, uh..." Aenis tugged on Rhaela's shoulder, pulling her backwards. "...Fine our rooms. Come along, Meilir, Arctus."

Shaena dismissed them with a wave of her hand, still looking smug.