Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170504232541/@comment-31749612-20170505235327

''Whiskey falls off Elizabeth's shoulder and hits the ground. He groans in pain as he sits up.''

His clothes are covered in blood, and he doesn't look to well himself.

Whiskey: "I feel... Weak..." He tries getting up, but he just falls onto his knee's.