Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-25828117-20191025003421

She was still weak. Her magicka was depleted. She'd need to rest more or drink potions.

Not that she seemed capable of drinking anything at the moment.

Helian sat down on the grass next to the road and then lied down.

It was around noon now, they had been gone for perhaps less than an hour. But it had felt like days, weeks perhaps. He felt older. As if some of his vim had been sapped.