Jul 31, 2014
pretereo-mortium seeks their honor
Azure eyes blinked open and with a groan, the dark haired man pushed himself up off the ground. He looked around, trying to discover just where he was, but the dull throbbing in the back of his head coupled with the exhaustion from the use of magic was making it hard for the dark haired man to focus. Sighing, he tried to stand up, still weaker than usual, but focused just enough to realize that he was at least within a city. Which was good, because sometimes, the orb just loved to drop him into dense wilderness. Those were always rather eventful trips.
