Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-7203512-20160429061915

Aelwin, whose breathing normalised after a couple of moments, heard the uplifting words of Abello's, the group's reaction, though feeling blurry to Hawksly, made him feel that he would not be abandoned inspite of Richard's foul words. He growled in anger, sobbing at the same time, blood dripping down on the dirt. He then stood up, shaky and pale where the black spots could not reach. Limping slowly towards the group, he leaned on Dunistair, standing even taller than the Breton, and looked down on Richard with a clear hint of disgust, as if he'd seen a creature more repulsive than himself.

"G-go w-without-t us-s, t-then, if-f y-you're s-so c-cool..." he whimpered under his breath. Having wiped the blood off his face, drops falling on Richard's boots, he slouched, "L-let's-s j-just g-go."