| narrative: it could be worse |
[10 Nov 2010|02:37am] |
Who: Ser Mortimer, singing Templar NPC extraordinaire.
Where: The northern highway, near Denerim.
When: Some unholy hour of the morning, 19 Molioris. Following this.
Summary: Ser Mortimer wakes up with possibly the most embarrassing concussion a Templar has ever received, tied to a tree in a lighting storm. If this had been proceeded by a bachelor party instead of a one-sided fight with two kids barely out of their teens, it might at least become a funny story someday.
Rating: Pretty harmless.
( He was cold, stiff, wet, felt like his skull might crack open, couldn’t see and couldn’t move... but he was alive.
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