Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150328222815/@comment-12599067-20150330235314

Clarent came out the door at a dead run, not even bothering to see if the door shut behind him. He ran out to the very edge of the platform, then suddenly pitched forwards as his foot came down on nothing bur air. His foot landed on a rock at an awkward angle and his other foot came down to try and steady him, but that only put him even more off-balance, so he was now headed down a rocky hillside at an awkward, semi-controlled stumble/run. He was nearly to the bottom when his right foot caught on a rock and twisted suddenly. He let out a yelp of pain that was cut short as he fell forwards, tumbling down the remainder of the way.

He hit the ground hard and lay there a moment, stunned and in great pain. Slowly, he forced himself to test his foot. He was rewarded with extraordinary pain that he struggled to keep silent.

Clarent brought himself to a sitting position and conjured up a healing spell, then attempted to heal his foot. That too brought extraordinary pain as the bones in his body righted themselves, this time a pain that he could not keep quiet. A pained yell escaped his mouth and he placed his free hand across his mouth to try and muffle the sound as he attempted to continue healing his foot.

He'd been almost done when he heard something up above. He looked up to see it looming above him on the mountainside, looking down at him. Clarent cursed and quickly hauled himself to his feet, his mind so wracked with terror that he was only vaguely aware of the pain still in his ankle, although he still ran with something like a limp as he took off down the riverside.

(If I'm not interrupting anything, Eilo and/or Shills...?)