Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140629231702/@comment-12599067-20140703233728

(I'll be in chat in a moment, Rider. Let me just toss J'Skar and Scathach in the sick bay.)

(And hey, you got Praetus' rather creepy personality down! I should probably tell you about those character personalities, huh?)

The guards dragged S'kar and Scathach down to the sick bay and hauled them in, then set them both on stretchers. It was a darker room, almost like a dungeon, but instead of shackles and torture devices, there were potions and tomes lining shelves and tables. Other convicts, on stretchers similar to their own, lay wounded or sick while a fellow in blue mage's robes went about moving from prisoner to prisoner, using both potion and spell to treat the wounded prisoners to the best of his abilities.