Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140401162322/@comment-3293219-20140401212616

"C'mon, let's get to the chapel then..." The Bosmer struggled but managed to pull himself to his feet, still using the staff to support himself.

"My gut's killing me and the fire's bringing back some bad memories..." Set laughed faintly as he set off, hoping that he wouldn't have to rely on her to support him.

The staff's enough... He kept telling himself.