Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170510014710/@comment-31749612-20170511235938

Whiskey would look at the creature in awe, then at the sandworm.

''Clearly scared, he slides back, faster. He eventually hits a tree and sits against it. ''

Whiskey: "Christ!" ''He screamed before looking down and groaning in pain due to his shoulder. "It hurts so bad!" He thought.''

He looks back up and would get hit with a headache.