Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190216213512/@comment-37523810-20190228062641

“I’m a doctor, Louis, not a mage. Herbs and first aid are my specialty. Even if my wife were to scrape up some cybernetic contraption for her, I need to operate on her wounds to do that...”

(Alrighty. Here we go.) Everything was foggy as Elias found himself on the ground, but in a very different place. Tall jungle trees overhead cast shadows onto him, the ferns nad lush flora everywhere. But the humidity, oh heavens, the humidity; the climate was so hot and wet that Elias wasn’t able to tell if the gleam on his skin was from sweat or from the rainforest’s own perspiration. Either way, fatigue was hitting him hard, perhaps from dehydration or overheating.

“You gave me quite a nasty stab in my hand. Smart of you to do that; I still can’t fully clot it.”