#ch: syrl

[hoiist]

🛌 "Well this isn't so bad! Oh, wait, nevermind-"

"Well this isn't so bad! Oh, wait, nevermind-"

Sryillon belongs to @whataboutbugs-art

Arn quickly rushed to Syrillon side. The elf was had been hit hard, a wound to the forehead and the cheek. The zap of lightning from an enemy mage threw him back a good 10 meters or more.

“Syril! Syril?” Arn tried to get his attention. “Hey, hey? Are you with me.”

Syrillon nodded, “Yeah, yeah...” He grunted as he tried to lift himself up, Arn held him, his arm helping Syrillon sit up straight.

“Can you sit up?” Arn asked.

“Oh sure!” he brushed Arn off and sat up by himself. For 20 seconds everything seemed fine. “Well this isn't so bad! Oh, wait, nevermind-” With no warning, Sryil was out like a light.

“Shit!” Arn said as he made sure Syril didn’t hit the ground again.

“Hey lets chuck him in the water, that’ll wake him up.” Sera suggested.

“Absolutely not.”