Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-5583506-20160901012515

Ran was barely conscious. He had turned disturbingly pale. His eyes were half-open and he just seemed as if he was about to fall flat and cold at any given moment.

Evelyne reluctantly grabbed Ran's stump, raising it up to keep the blood pressure from building. It still kept pumping blood at an alarming rate. "Do it!" she instructed Raini. "And..." She turned to the Orc woman. "If you know any way to cleanse the wound once its finished, we would grateful. It can't get infected."

Katri knelt down beside Aigren and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Out out of the ashes and into the fire, right?" she mumbled with a sigh.

Falana squeezed Nyx's hand desperately, breathing loudly. She had known Ran for quite some time and watching her friend and companion lie on the ground with life gushing out of him was an unrealistic sight.

''He can't die. He can't... Please, don't let him die...''