Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140815133519/@comment-5824038-20141003131102

Glorfindel was beginning to hear muffled voices.

''What... who...''

He looked down, and saw that he was being carried by the theves. His armour was dented and sheared in places. His clothing had been stained red, and when he tried to speak he just ended up coughing blood.

Eventually he managed to say something.

'Did... did we win?'