"Oh, it will be such a joy when I wake up in the morn. Will keep my eyes on my clothes. They tend to be evil to me." He remarked in turn. Shifting just slightly as his skin slowly restitched slowly from the woman's magical prowess. Feeling akin to maybe worms slithering over his skin with how his flesh melded once more into a whole form.Â
And yes, she had a lot of work to do. Several fights had worn away at his body quite hard. He was quite literally a tapestry of pain made personate, if you will. But he seemed no worse then a man whom had run a long time and smacked into a tree at the end. Though at moments he may have flinched very gently as she began to work on him. Probably out of being tired.
And yes, she had a lot of work to do. Several fights had worn away at his body quite hard. He was quite literally a tapestry of pain made personate, if you will. But he seemed no worse then a man whom had run a long time and smacked into a tree at the end. Though at moments he may have flinched very gently as she began to work on him. Probably out of being tired.
"Running is a good option." -
