Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-7203512-20160503153932

Aelwin hobbled away without waiting for the others to respond to his somewhat rash statement, leaning on the silver blade as he squinted, trying to see where the two had been. Witnessing Dunistair heft Jericho in preparation to kill the defeated soul, he revealed his presence with a muffled cough, followed by a few steps closer.

"T-this al-l r-really w-was un-neces-sar-ry..." he whimpered in slight irritation, still breathing somewhat heavily as his inhales could be heard pretty clearly, "L-look w-what i-it l-lead t-to."

Aelwin pointed at the poor Redguard.

"Y-you k-know... L-like i-it or-r not, R-Rich d-did h-have a p-point." he paused for a brief moment, slowly circling around the little rock on the ground, "I m-mean, h-how m-many t-times d-do I h-have t-to... h-halt y-you, g-guys, c-causing all t-this s-shit? S-shatter-ring t-the alr-read-dy h-hardly s- s-stable g-group, d-dude?.. A-all f-for n-nothing..."