Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140606005130/@comment-5543592-20140607210938

Emrey got up, limping over to Brighid. His leg was healed, but it still heart like the dickens.

"You should rest now." He said, quietly.

"I want food and water as well.  But I don't think you'll find anything.  We're in a cave infested with crazies and Daedra.  Not much edible around here."

"I'll go find food and water." Said Eogan. Anaril turned around and shot Eogan an angry look.

"How do you think you can help mutant?  What, you going to do a tribal dance and make it rain?"

"I'm warning you." Growled Eogan, who looked like he was about to completely flip out.

"Please.  You're warning me.  Here, just try to-"  In a split second Eogan lunged forward, striking Anaril across the face. The Altmer hit the ground on his side, turning in air. He spit blood and a tooth out of his mouth. Anaril held a hand up to his mouth and looked very surprised to see his own blood when he pulled it away.

"You son of a bitch!" Shouted Anaril at the Reachman standing over him.

"I warned you." Eogan walked out, with a wave to Anneken. "I'm going to find those supplies now, be back soon!"