Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5543592-20191025004217

Ficaphlon was uncomfortable in Kashya's gaze. "Mmm, is she alright?"

"Injuries ye can't fix, old man." Scaldor snickered.

Ficaphlon paused, since Scaldor gave the impression he was older than him. He even believed he recognized the Altmer, but didn't comment, moving on to heal Garran.

"I can tend to that for you, young man." Ficaphlon said, pointing to Garran's tummy.

Nyasia sat down on the grass next to Helian. She could lie down herself, but propriety hadn't fled her entirely.

"I could sleep for a thousand years."