Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-25828117-20190611230830

Olren was left standing alone. His eyes turned from Taeris' back to Maia who had been watching them for a bit now.

A quick glance back at his hands showed them to be bright red still. They stung especially where he had held his sword. The sweat and mild bodily acids released from gripping something tightly had probably something to do with it.

Once more the young lad bowed before the stream and washed his hands. This time keeping an eye on the reachwoman.