Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151024172147/@comment-5543592-20151026233614

Psychomantis108 wrote: Agatha's head swivelled around, her eyes caught the Dunmer as he fell through the door with his Breton lover in his arms, causing her brow to furrow. She slowly pulled herself up to her feet and rushed over to them both, not even having time to be irritable about the fact that she was on her feet again.

"Put her on the table!" She commanded, rolling up her sleeves, not that it helped or hindered her casting, it just made her look more serious. Scire did so, clearing it, and then laying Hawke down as gently as he could.

"Her leg is hurt- see the bumps, and how it's twisted?  Her arm too."