Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-3293219-20150406200253

Isaiah couldn't leave, he had to sustain the wound.

"Arriety, go with him!" He yelled, not looking up for a moment but heard no reply or any sign of the girl.

"Arrie...?" He paused and looked around before sighing, she must have ran off...

"Right, guess it'll have to be me..." He grumbled, quickly standing himself up, his once orange robes were now covered in red, fresh, stickly blood.

"Hurry!"