Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140903024208

-Erolith looked back over his shoulder to see Ysgramor attack Farenar brutally. Re'van hurried over to his wounded friend and began to heal him, and Erolith rested his hands on the hilts of his daggers, sensing the tension of an incoming fight. "Usually, you'd drink the potions..." Fi'ra commented. Her voice had lost it's humor, and she too reached for her weapon.-

-Erolith glared at Ysgramor and pulled out his daggers- "Reason enough"? -He had taken a few steps forward, but Fi'ra's firm hand on his shoulder prevented Erolith from pouncing on the idiot. He held eye contact with Ysgramor as Re'van walked away from conflict. Erolith sheathed his daggers and relaxed slightly as he fell to the ground, for now to irritated to laugh.- Yes...let's get going. -He turned around and walked along with the group next to Fi'ra, and she let her hand drop from his shoulder. She put away her bow with a quiet laugh. "You get used to discrimination after a while. Some are just more...violent..." Fi'ra winked at Erolith. "Nothing we can't handle, though, right?" Erolith smiled as the group walked twords the College.- Right.

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