Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-25547106-20160324184414

Armstrong stays silent as he approaches the elf with the cactus needles in her foot, kneeling down before her and gently lifting her leg to inspect the wound. "Enough of this, fool." he says in a calm tone, turning towards DM. "Boyish pranks are one thing, but a man never harms a lady. Quell your insolence and help me nurse her wound before it gets infected." he demands, glaring at DM. Even the elves could feel the new tension in the air. Halneas could sense the aura of danger exhuding from the gentleman's muscular form.