Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140426234213/@comment-24784616-20140427174309

Byerik again nodded towards Dandre's leaving figure, and closed his eyes. He couldn't fall asleep, as the events from earlier in the day were swimming around in his mind. The Thalmor attacking twice, the Tower collapsing, destroying the Atlas, and the city nearly being blown to bits. His legs were broken, and he worried he wouldn't be able to walk again.

This is what I get for jumping out of the Tower..

A mage pulled Byerik up into a sitting position suddenly, causing him to let out a yell. The mage paid no heed, forcibly taking his armor off. They worked fast, though, as they wrapped bandages around his wounds and the awful burns on his chest. After quickly putting Byerik into a tunic, they gently laid him back down and went to work on Raddan, without saying a word.

It wasn't too long until Byerik was finally able to fall asleep.