Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190224002438/@comment-5543592-20190225193951

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The old man assured her, wiping blood from his mouth and split cheek, leaning on Meyline as he was pulled to his feet.

"Told him to move." Yaden shrugged at Meyline.

Svieva stepped sideways, caressing her sword, and then wrapping her fingers around the grip. Lurio's hand followed her, keeping one eye on her, the other on Graicus and Cade.

"I'm warning you right now, Lurio." She said, speaking slowly, as if to a child. "Turn tail and follow Ratid back to Gilane or you're going to learn how unpleasant I can be."

"You'll find, princess," he smiled sickeningly, "that I can be equally unpleasant."

Yaden's Orcs were moving forwards, surrounding them, hands on their various oversized weapons--massive spears, daggers, or crossbows. Cade's eyes darted between them warily, his cautious, tense expression concealed by his helm.