Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-5543592-20150408195459

His eyes drifted for a moment down to his calf. The wound had been largely obscured by the fabric of his pants, but it was there. One of the wolves had sunk it's teeth into his calf and had left a twin rows of puncture wounds that burned like the fires of Oblivion.

"I'm fine." He repeated, giving her his most reassuring smile. He gently withdrew her arm from around him and took her hand in his. He pointed with his other hand to the mountain in the south. "We head west around that and then climb up into the ruin.  It'll have everything I need to get back to full strength"  He spoke quietly as to not be overheard. "A Dragon Priest is buried there, and, on top of that, it's quite an extensive and well furnished ruin.  Very comfortable."