Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140512020658/@comment-24736819-20140520011454

Myrddin was passing near the fallen but not dead comrades and smiled looking to them. He grabbed a healing potion he had and started to play with it, pretending it was going to fall from his hands. He mocked the inconscious and ran towards the draugr to fight them, still smiling creeply.