Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24001601-20140909234838/@comment-16669347-20140911043610

Aasim sank below the water,he held his breath but he knew it useless,he was in so much pain and he could barely move.So he sank,the weight of his swords,the same ones that had saved him so many times before,was dragging him down,he couldn't float back up.He was going to just give up and die.

But then something in him changed,he would not die.He didn't know why,his best friend Cirroc had been killed when Aasim's boat Windscar was destroyed,he didn't have any family,and now all the money he had saved up over the last year and a half was gone.But then he thought of Gavrael the bastard who Aasim knew was behind the attack.I won't let him get away with that!

Aasim,despite the incredible pain,began to swim fighting against the waves to break surface.His lungs felt like they were going to burst, and the edges of his vision blurred but he refused to pass out and,with great effort,straining against his body,he broke through the surface of the waves and took a breath of air.The currents had carried him further than he thought,in front of him was a beach in Elsweyr.