Silvanon, Rogue 2, Hp: 12/12
"Well, that was quite trippy," the elf says as he finally is able to convince himself that he REALLY isn't part of an ancient battle.
Looking around he spots the broken frame of the woman lying on the ground.
"The perils of rising to great heights...."
He looks over the woman, looking at the aberrant mark on her body, then taking a crass look everywhere else on her broken body.
"Hey, I'm just checkin' for more marks over here," he stammers as the others look on.
"Too bad, I'd like to have asked her out on a date if she wasn't so broken up." He says under his breath to himself.