Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190929011112/@comment-25828117-20191001154154

Helian returned with a cloth and a bowl of warm water, its contents splashing over the edges with every quick step he made back to the room.

Lysilde took the items and went to work.

Alvoran could feel something press gently on the skin around the wound. It didn't hurt but it was wildly uncomfortable.

Helian meanwhile looked at the dagger in Kashya's hand and couldn't help but wonder.

"How did whoever did this even get a weapon into the city? They took all our stuff when we entered."