Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-3293219-20140831160000

"Yeah." Azarath replied, rather shortly as he was still examining it.

"Speak for yourself, you didn't get shot!" The Breton grumbled as he wrapped his hand around the arrow and yanked it out, without warning, he found that people flinched or fought against it, if he gave them warning. Nadira cried out and seethed several times as the arrow was swiftly retrieved from her shoulder.

"She'll live..." The Dunmer chuckled, finding it somewhat amusing. He took her hand and helped her to her feet, he could carry her but he didn't especially want to.

"Y-Yeah, I'll live..."