Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24366541-20140510180859/@comment-24530992-20140517135055

"I can probably fix myself up, let me see..."

Golden sparks rushed into his hand, making his palm glow. Varstian set his hand on his face, and let the magic work. After he removed it, his lit was no longer swollen and his nose was healed.

"Alright! That was quicker than I thought. Where are you sitting?"