Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141019192041

'Azarath' had spent that time stumbling through the wilderness, his body felt like it was going to give out, still, he pushed himself to get back home and see his wife for the first time in the best part of a year. He wandered through the trees, tearing his hands and the now exposed skin on his knees and thighs to shreds on the bushes leading up to his cottage.

The clearing was right ahead but even he was unsure as to whether or not he'd make it, he felt like his body was going to cave in at any moment...

That moment came a lot sooner than he originally believed as he came to a halt, he paused, to look up at the sky, panting heavily as he tried to keep himself upright.

"Just... Hold on Ciara..." He whispered to the sky as he took his first step, to his surprise, his right knee buckled and he fell forward. He managed to fall on his left knee, just in time and supported himself with his left arm. He hung his head and panted, heavily, sweat poured from his brow as he looked up, seeing the faintest hint of the clearing...

He was so close!

I... I... The Dunmer couldn't even finish that thought before he slumped forward and keeled onto his side, blacking out, in the middle of the wilderness.