[ As the adrenaline slowly wears off, the unpleasantness of his physical situation begins to set in. Aches all over from collapsing on the floor and being thrown around. A sharp pain up his leg every time he tries to take a step on it. A headache from crying (humiliating). He does his damnedest to ignore it, and not to think about the blood still dripping from the cuts on Iorveth's face.
He's uncharacteristically silent on the trek back to the inn, focused solely on returning to safety. When he stumbles through that purple-painted door, a staff member looks up in surprise.
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He's uncharacteristically silent on the trek back to the inn, focused solely on returning to safety. When he stumbles through that purple-painted door, a staff member looks up in surprise.
"M-Masters Blackmane?" ]
Wild night out.