Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25175520-20160719180724

Gwector was frozen as the arrow pierced the knight's throat. A lonely gurgle was emitted and spurred the healer into action, and he brushed past Josephine to stand over Abello. A new light flickered in his hands: not a cold, harsh blue, but a warming and soothing hue.

"May Stendarr take pity on him," the healer muttered. Where Gwector's hands were laid on the knight, his body radiated and shone. He kept his hands in place for two seconds before releasing.