Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26767096-20160131021252/@comment-25606723-20160131151306

Tybereous stands up. He curses himself for not having medical supplies on him when he feels the pain in his leg. He rips a strip of cloth off of his cloak and binds the wound. He then realizes that he has no weapons. It has been almost four ages since he has not felt weapons by his side. He makes sure that they're all gone, then curses himself again. He looks around for something to use as a crutch, and in a picnch a weapon. Finding nothing but bare rock, he looks down the passageways. Hearing a noise out of one, he goes down it and is soon limping painfully towards Cenior.