@casterwillxcaleb @empathasrius
Diarmid was covered in dirt and blood as he stumbled into camp. He still had the large branch to help him walk, the deep wounds all over his body, but his left arm and leg were the worst. His leg especially was in rough shape as he meandered towards Caleb's tent. He was so close, and if anyone could help him it was Caleb, or Asrius if he hadn't returned home yet. He stumbled through the entrance of the door before the branch finally broke and he collapsed to the ground. "Help..." he barely let out before going unconscious for a moment.














