Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:3D0A:1AEC:356D:43A5-20191201221019/@comment-39357410-20191203224453

Moren almost screamed and then stared for a second until he came to his senses. He knelt down right next to Nyran and swiftly took out the arrow from Nyran’s side and lifted his shirt a little. He took off his own cloak and pressed it against the wound while he took stuff out of his pockets. He finally grabbed a small vial filled with purple liquid and moved the cloak, pouring the contents on the wound, desperately hoping it would stop the bleeding.