Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-5320677-20131103181205/@comment-15573488-20131105020806

Fur'shai woke up again, his mouth dry. He reached for a canteen and crawled to the wall, sitting backside to it. He drank all the water and threw the it to the other side of the cabin, his left eye throbbing in pain. With great effort, he raised, dressed up and opened the door to a corridor in The Darkwater. He asked what happened to the nearest passing worker. The man asked him if he needed help. Fur'shai accepted, said he needed to go to the infirmary. Once there the worker left him to the cares of the nurse. He complained of pain to her and when she turned to fetch some medicine he covered her mouth and slid a dagger across her throat. Blood ran and she drowned in it. Not a sound was made. He took whatever alchemical ingredient and potion he could and placed it all in his belt under the cloak, where it wouldn't be seen and quickly made for his cabin again.