Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140803232256/@comment-24530992-20140806020018

"Actually.. You guys go ahead. Let me take care of prick pants outside." He said, making a sharp turn and darting for the exit. He left, finding Vaniel barely breathing. He checked his pulse- almost nothing. He summoned a cure poison potion from a rock, prying open Vaniel's jaw, pouring the liquids down his throat. Hid breathing seemed to pick up a bit. He was still motionless, unfortunately.