>I'll be back in a little bit. Right now, I'm taking a break from RPGs<
Kalia turned to Collette and Thengise.
"Come on, let's let him sleep. He needs it if he's going to heal," Kalia said, thinking of her own wounds. Her leg had begun to feel better, and it was healing nicely, but carrying 'Snaga' today had reopened her arm wound. She shrugged and stood up, walking away.
[ July 31, 2002: Message edited by: suicidal elf chick ]
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