Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131023233155/@comment-11457306-20131024031345

(Damn.)

Peri was about as un-mystical as Torene was mystical. She had absolutely no idea what was happening to Etienne or who Vaermina was or who or what a Miasma was. She was dizzy. There was a lot of blood on the floor. She wished she had her pack. With fumbling fingers she pulled off her jacket--the creature's claw had torn through it as if it were paper. She tore off her sleeve and tried to wrap it around the bleeding wound--but's hard to bandage one handed. She did her best. Then she dug out her hideout lockpicks and went to work on the cage door. The door clicked open just as she passed out.