Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31882612-20170625191831/@comment-31336039-20170629193259

"A graze, maybe for a dragon it's nothing. It's a pity, I was going to offer you a compress and find crutches." John confessed innocently, drawing a compress from a pocket in his jacket.

"But it seems that my help is superfluous, so I will spare you my presence any longer." He concluded, turning around, a malicious grin on his face.