Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-24123288-20140107020812

(Almost as bad as me getting distracted by music! Or the rain...)

"Holy shit!"

Eilonwyn cried out in pain as one of the Tyranils caught her with his scythe. Her leg immediately flared up, throbbing harder than the rest of her wounds as it was the freshest.

She grasped at her leg, watching the blood pour out onto the already covered floor as the Tyranils shifted positions again.

"D-damn...I really am addicted to taking beatings.."