Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160118202126/@comment-5543592-20160118210215

Apollo42 wrote: "Naomi was hurting me." Hawke spat, looking away. "My skin felt like it was on fire. It. Hurt." Scire just nodded, not wanting to argue. He switched topics, nervous for some reason. He had known how much it had hurt. She wasn't exagerating.

"I lost my bow." He noted. The weapon had been his only true possession. He'd remembered when he'd gotten it as a young boy. Now it belong to a bunch of overgrown reptiles. "And my knives."