Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140609180049/@comment-3293219-20140609203041

"Alright, how?" Jaryl asked, standing up, he felt so weak.

"I can... look for her again, using any left over hair." Marcia suggested.

"You said that blood'll work? There some on the wall..."

The Nord nodded and approached it.

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The door opened and Agatha entered, almost as if she had been waiting outside the entire time.

"Ah good, you're awake." The Breton smiled, taking a seat on the dusty wooden chair, turning it away from the desk.

"You're a tough one, I haven't seen injuries like that in a long time."