Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161205015442

"I don't side with anyone, Wulf. I have no enemies.  Neither medicine nor death play  favorites, and I'm here to use the former to avert the latter.  If you came to me with a need, I would fulfil it to the best of my ability, or die trying.  When this is over, my offer will still stand...I've healed ten times more Order than any other who ever had need.  I don't need to be your enemy.  Remember that."

The green flames disappear from my body, the chains burning away with a flicker of ash. My body heals where the phantasms shredded it. The floating tower loses its aura, and the stones fall for several seconds before crashing to the ground in a cascade of terrible destruction.

Shirtless, I walk up to the line of soldiers, and look for a crested helmet.

"Sergeant, take me to your sick tent, please. And let's be quick."