Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26882212-20161101075038/@comment-26383377-20161101190023

(Ah, there we go.)

"Multiple fractures, crushed bone, nearly powdered, sir. What happened exactly?" The young doctor was giving a diagnosis to the man who lay on her table, his arm was held in place by metal braces, and tied to his chest with a sling. He lay shirtless, wearing only his trousers. As there were also many deep cuts in his torso that needed to be treated.

The knight looked over at the doctor, he decided to give her the answer. "I blocked a flung boulder using my shield, evidently, it didn't protect me much." He chuckled weakly.

"You... blocked it? Sir, you could have easily gotten out of the way..."

"I could have, but my friend couldn't. He was wounded, an arrow found its way into his knee. The large boulder headed his way, and I did the only thing I knew how to do." He attempted a shrug, but hissed in pain once he moved his injured shoulder.

"Don't move, sir, keep your arm where it is let it heal." The doctor leaned back, looking at the knight in awe. "So those stories about the Royal Knights' bravery are true?" She gasped.

"This wasn't an act of bravery, it was instinct. I did what I thought was right, and it nearly cost me my arm." He noted.

"Aye, but you saved your friend's life. Alexander told me his side of the story, I treated him earlier today..."

"Is that so? Well, it's good to know the old chap is still kicking." He smiled.