Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20131024132053/@comment-4774221-20131217041214

"Harpoon? Ah, so he means to help me back.", Ric says, as he noticed the harpoon fired by one of the students. He leaned down to grab it, before falling to his hands and knees, with his vision whiting out for a moment. Coughing several times, and spitting out blood, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Tch. I over did it with the tendrils...", he muttered, before climbing up the cliff to join the others.

He sat down at the edge of the group, looking back at the landslide that lost its momentum. "Hm?", he looked up, when Noname spoke to him. "Of course I'm alright, no injuries or anything! Those Deathroths couldn't even touch me!", he responded with a straight face, while deeply hoping Noname hadn't noticed the inside of his mouth partially coated with blood.