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<blockquote data-quote="Velmont" data-source="post: 5344684" data-attributes="member: 13739">River is sleeping, but Val, who is taking watch, see the shifter is disturbed by some nightmare...River was standing in the large pavilion. The war was raging. It was the forth day of fight, and he and the other member of house Jorasco couldn't help every wounded. Too many wounded, too heavily wounded. Their powers was limited, the rituals took time, cost too much. River was looking at a man, his leg was black. His wound was not mortal when he came, so he was left aside, but now, the wound have become gangrenous.&quot;We need to cure him&quot; tells River.&quot;We are almost out of healing salve. Cut the leg.&quot; replies a halfling.&quot;What? We can't do that!&quot; says River.&quot;He will survive. He will even be able to do some work, he won't just fight anymore.&quot;River blink a moment. standing there.&quot;Anyway, magic wouldn't help him anymore. Sometimes, you need to take extremes measures to save lives. This leg is lost, but the man can be saved. Take that saw and do the job.&quot; order the halfling, handing the bone saw to River.The man was unconscious, but when River starts to saw the leg, the man awoke and start to shout and cry. River continued, biting his lips and not looking at the man face, unable to bear the pain of the man.Sometimes, you need to take extremes measures to save lives. thought River, telling that sentence again and again, trying to convince himself. As he continue to cut the leg, he turns and look at the man, but it was no more a soldier, it was a cultist, then another one, then another one, then one of the kids of that Khyberist village...[SBLOCK=OOC]River updated to level 8... River start to slowly slide to the dark side <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue&nbsp; &nbsp; :p"&nbsp; data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /> [/SBLOCK]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Velmont, post: 5344684, member: 13739"] River is sleeping, but Val, who is taking watch, see the shifter is disturbed by some nightmare... [I]River was standing in the large pavilion. The war was raging. It was the forth day of fight, and he and the other member of house Jorasco couldn't help every wounded. Too many wounded, too heavily wounded. Their powers was limited, the rituals took time, cost too much. River was looking at a man, his leg was black. His wound was not mortal when he came, so he was left aside, but now, the wound have become gangrenous. [COLOR="Yellow"]"We need to cure him"[/COLOR] tells River. [COLOR="Orange"]"We are almost out of healing salve. Cut the leg."[/COLOR] replies a halfling. [COLOR="Yellow"]"What? We can't do that!"[/COLOR] says River. [COLOR="Orange"]"He will survive. He will even be able to do some work, he won't just fight anymore."[/COLOR] River blink a moment. standing there. [COLOR="Orange"]"Anyway, magic wouldn't help him anymore. Sometimes, you need to take extremes measures to save lives. This leg is lost, but the man can be saved. Take that saw and do the job."[/COLOR] order the halfling, handing the bone saw to River. The man was unconscious, but when River starts to saw the leg, the man awoke and start to shout and cry. River continued, biting his lips and not looking at the man face, unable to bear the pain of the man.[/I] [COLOR="Yellow"]Sometimes, you need to take extremes measures to save lives.[/COLOR] [I]thought River, telling that sentence again and again, trying to convince himself. As he continue to cut the leg, he turns and look at the man, but it was no more a soldier, it was a cultist, then another one, then another one, then one of the kids of that Khyberist village...[/I] [SBLOCK=OOC]River updated to level 8... River start to slowly slide to the dark side :p [/SBLOCK] [/QUOTE]

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