Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140216124057/@comment-24818339-20140315171417

Kyron fluttered his eyes open. He slowy sat up. holding his head. He seemed to be in what looked like the middle of the forest. "Gods, what happened?" He muttered, with a tired look to his face. He slowly stood up. He looked at himself, and his clothes were gone. He wandered around, looking for his clothes. He slipped them on once found, and put his arrows back into his quiver. He slipped his bow back onto his back and walked towards Harold.

"I feel like a rotting skeever. I actually have no idea what that feels like, but I'd assume that it feels like this." he said, rubbing his temples.