Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141119011505

"No kidding," Ranwulf answered Braum as he kicked aside a skull to make his way back to the others. "I doubt this lot are the only things wandering these halls. We need to pack up and get moving as soon as possible," he ordered before he looked over to Veranwen, who was looking back at him with eyes full of concern. She had taken a knee over by Kasra's side and seemed as if she had been just about to set to work on treating the wound when Ranwulf had spoken up. Ranwulf hesitated, as if reluctant to force Veranwen to pack up and leave Kasra with an arrow in her leg.

"Make it quick, if you can," Ranwulf nodded after a moment of silence, then turned back to his bedroll as he began to pack it up. Veranwen turned and grabbed her knapsack, which she had brought with her when she had arrived at Kasra's side, then dug through it in search of something. She procured a small, dark vial of some kind and held it out to Kasra, as if silently ordering her to drink it.