Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141007044356/@comment-12599067-20141008024457

Under normal circumstances, Dralnach wouldn't have any qualms with having a beautiful woman, especially someone as radiant as Daria, sitting his lap, but the fact that she was burning his skin and drawing arrows out of his back made the situation a bit less enjoyable. It took a lot of restraint not to make any kind of noise when Daria cauterzied the wound and pulled the arrow out of his shoulder, but he kept as silent as he could. His legs were also beginning to ache, just a little, but he decided against protesting.

"Daria?" Dralnach asked as she discarded the arrow's shaft she had pulled out of his shoulder, sounding as if he had something important to say but was a little hesitant to say anything.