The Haunted Forest RPG

Greymane opens his eyes. The light hurts. Everything is blurry, and there was a large gash on his head.
" Uuugh," he groans, pushing hisself upright. The lights dimmed, the sun had set, evening chill was setting in after a cold afternoon rain. He had returned to being a worn old man. He rolled to his knees, but the pain in his right knee was excruciating. He sat again, looking down. " Darn, it's pretty messed up this time," he mutters to himself.
He pulls himself upright on a nearby tree, wincing a little, and hobbled to the cabin door.
 
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Greymane opens his eyes. The light hurts. Everything is blurry, and there was a large gash on his head.
" Uuugh," he groans, pushing hisself upright. The lights dimmed, the sun had set, evening chill was setting in after a cold afternoon rain. He had returned to being a worn old man. He rolled to his knees, but the pain in his right knee was excruciating. He sat again, looking down. " Darn, it's pretty messed up this time," he mutters to himself.
He pulls himself upright on a nearby tree, wincing a little, and hobbled to the cabin door.



Luna stands up a little shaky and stumbles beside Xylo and watches Greymane warily as she leans on Xylo
Xylo stares at Greymane, as hurt as he is.
 
Greymane opens his eyes. The light hurts. Everything is blurry, and there was a large gash on his head.
" Uuugh," he groans, pushing hisself upright. The lights dimmed, the sun had set, evening chill was setting in after a cold afternoon rain. He had returned to being a worn old man. He rolled to his knees, but the pain in his right knee was excruciating. He sat again, looking down. " Darn, it's pretty messed up this time," he mutters to himself.
He pulls himself upright on a nearby tree, wincing a little, and hobbled to the cabin door.




Luna steps towards Greymane "I can heal you a little bit if you wish, I don't have the strength to fully heal you though"
 
Elle hears the commotion upstairs and begins walking up the stairs. She can hear a clock ticking loudly and the smell of freshly cooked bread. Feeling suddenly revived she moves quicker, jumping three steps at a time. She enters the room, a beautifully set table laid out before a crackling fire and three friendly looking people greet her as she enters. The warmth spreads through her body, easing her aching bones.
 

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