*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[Athaid]

Alfric rolled onto his chest and lifted himself onto his elbows, coughing up what seemed like litres of water. Some of it collected under his mask, and ran slowly out through the mouth and eye holes. He collapsed back onto the soggy ground and breathed heavily. Struggling back onto his back he wheezed "Remove.... Remove..." He coughed between words and gestured towards the mask.

 

[Athaid]

(Oh my gosh that is one intimidating picture Bant )

 

[Bantambird]

Herja saw his hands scrabbling at the mask on his face, and realized he wanted to remove it. She looked for a seam in the mask or a tie.( How is it on? Can I rip it off?)

 

[Flock Master64]

Azor and his partner galloped up to where Alfrix and Herja were and saw them on ground "What's going on here?" Azor said in a deep commanding voice " is everyone alright?"

 

[Flock Master64]

( if anyone likes Star Wars or is looking for another RP to do please come to my Star Wars rp, it's called A Star Wars Role Play, please come I'm desperate)

 

[Athaid]

(Alfric couldn't get it off before, it fits over a head like a helmet. She's stronger than him though so maybe she can yank it off.)
Alfric turned abruptly at the sound of a second voice. He choked on his words and coughed again, the water rattling in his chest.

 

[Flock Master64]

Azor jumped off his horse and got down to help, he pulled of Alfrics mask with ease

 

[silkiecuddles]

( so.. should one of us alter our posts? Lsky is probably down as it's 3 am where she is.)

(Will do, Bant )

A smile spread across her face when Emilee spotted the pony. She sped up her step in order to reach the pony as Daisy lumbered on. Daisy sensed someone behind her, but didn't care at the moment. As she neared the unknown thing, Daisy sniffed and put her lip out. She took a big bite from a fallen apple that had rolled away from its fallen tree, chomping it down to the core.
Emilee broke into a jog. She slowed down and stopped beside Daisy. "You found it!" She exclaimed happily, for Daisy had stopped at the edge of the orchard.

(Better? )

 

[Athaid]

Alfric sighed in relief as the cool night air rushed over his red face. It had been badly rubbed by the mask, and the mix of water and salty sweat stung the open wounds on his skin. He closed his eyes and listened to the murmurings around him. His chest rose and fell heavily with every tiresome breath, and occasionally gave way to a rattle, and then Alfric would open his eyes and cough horribly into his shaking hands.

 

[Flock Master64]

"Go back to the castle and get a medic" Azor told his partner, "Take slow steady breaths, and try to stay still" he told Alfric