Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170523184615/@comment-32404158-20170627034632

I vaguely remember something huge right behind me. I try to sit up, and instantly regret it. It feels like my leg is being torn off. I look to see a massive bloody splinter through my thigh. Should I pull it out? I bite on the handle of my knife and jerk the splinter out of my leg. I trip off my sleeve and wrap it up, before hauling myself to my feet. I inherited my mother's grace, I mused as I thought of how many times I've fallen today.