Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150216095040/@comment-32663439-20150219212906

Rivent yanked his hand away in surprise, but he didn't seem too hurt. He shook it a little bit, and then flexed it. "You're a hard hitter..." he said. "There's food here. You need to eat. You were hit by an arrow through the collarbone. Erm...the Legionaires....they saved you," he lied, preferring that she wouldn't be grateful to him or anything. He really disliked praise and stuff of the sort.