Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140720163648/@comment-24530992-20140721145049

"Here.."

He took out several potions of heath, all small and weak, but the quantity helped. He handed her a bottle of magicka and stamina.

"There, so you can work longer."

Tristyc uncorked one of the bottles, and poured it on Vaniel's wound. The older Breton seemed to twitch, but he couldn't tell.

"Make him drink some while I pour it on his wounds. Make sure you don't get any of his.. Nose blood in his mouth, okay?"