Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-25828117-20190606212120

The first thing Ollie did was walk up to that stream and use it in order to wash his hands.

He hissed when the cold mountain water hit the open wound but it worked. The little bits of stone and rock that stuck in his red palms were washed out. Small slices of flesh came loose as well. The pain was gone for a bit at least.

He could stay there, hunched over the stream for the rest of the day if it were up to him.