Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-29559990-20150118050942

Borskar and Talnarach were now on shore with the rest of the group. Borskar was on all fours, coughing and hacking from a good amount of water that he had breathed in.

Cidarus sat there with a blank face, looking like his mind wasn't there. His childhood friend had jus been ripped away from him with one simple swing of a sword. It felt like a part of him was now missing.

The Nord, injured and desperate, was now trying to discreetly crawl away, making an attempt to escape the group.