Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140210215513/@comment-5583506-20140213005956

Rashka got up with difficulty. "And this one will make sure you get it. Try not to die, Ertius. Try not to die before Rashka repays his debt."

He went over to Luna's saddlebags and found a magicka potion. He never really understood the thing about magic and he wouldn't want to have it any other way. It seemed to complex for him to grasp. He returned a few moments later, opened the bottle and poured the contents down Ertius' throat before sitting down again.

His head was spinning. Loss of too much blood. He tried not to think about it. He tried not to think about anything. It hurt all too much.