Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11296535-20131201173213/@comment-24489208-20131201190941

Sylvale pushes a large blank of wood off of her stomach before trying to stand, only to fall back on the wet floor. She looks forward and sees sunlight, she tries to crawl over to it. She checks to see if her sword is fine, she lets out a sign of relief when she feels it holstered on her back.