Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-10197675-20130801175527/@comment-16417447-20130825191133

Kyil's head jerked up, his enahnced hearing picking up on the very faint pleas on the wind. Getting up, grabbing his weapons and running off down the beach. Finding a prone and bloodied man laying in the ashen sands..

Kyil: Stay still young man, ill heal you..

Yanking off his gloves, Kyil called upon his training in the school of Restoration and spread his hands over the Breton's body, sending waves of healing energy into the wounds, trying to make them seal up and heal...