Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-6006054-20140119011805

Nahlgaaf tried to sit up. The potion had healed up and quelled any remaining bleeding from his face, but his spine had not recieved much respite. He flet the out of place bones grind against each other as he straightened his back. He grimaced beneath his mask, but kept from crying out.