Originally posted by Tela
((((Actually, DR, Tela doesn't think she knows 😛 )))Tela chuckled. "You know we are better than the men." Wincing she layed her hand on her wound. "Pain never comes easy."
(( 😆 got that right 😆 ))
Theomer looked down at her from next to the bed. "I should have to slap you if you say that about my race again," he joked.
"No, thats all I needed to know. They are assassins, some of the human race, and some of another, who make a cheap imatation of a human arrow. Our enemy must have caught wind of this little meeting and wanted to kill us before we could start." He glanced at Theomer. "Were you hit?"
((btw, Tela, i just saw my name in ur list of cool ppl, i am honored 😄 😱 🤣 ))
Dagaron could feel himself getting a bit light headed from the loss of blood. "I'm going to search around for a bit."
He bowed and made his way out of the room. He quickly found a forge and stuck his dagger in the heated coals. Once it was hot, he pulled it out and pulled the clothe off his wound. He placed the hot metal on the wound and clentched his jaw at the pain as the wound sizzled shut. Once it was done, he slightly limped around the grounds, looking for anymore intruders.