Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-6006054-20131228045805

Nahlgaaf stood still for a moment then smiled behind his bloodied mask. He did not quite know it, but the damage cuased by his recent shouting was completley repaired and his throat and lungs had been restored almost to their pre-burn durability. He reached an arm out to Torene to help her to her  feet. "Thank you." He whispered, his voice clear except for the muffling of his mask, no longer sounding as if he was slightly out of breath.