Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140406165457/@comment-24818339-20140411021959

"I'll.. I'll try."

He moved and felt a crack in his ribcage. He felt like screaming, but he continued. Matthieu placed his hand on Baldur's shoulder. He willed every bit of magic left into the remains of his arm. Skin slowly closed around the open flesh, keeping the blood from spilling. He removed the soaked rag and tossed it aside.

(GTG, goodnight.)