"As if I didn’t have enough troubles... You should thank me for protecting you." - Quanalil
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With a groan, Dalamus picked himself up from the ground where he had landed--fallen? Been pushed? Thrown? It had happened so godsdamned fast. So fast, in fact, that there was definitely something bruised or broken somewhere that caused a stab when he sucked in air to retort. It only soured his mood further.
He clutched at his aching shoulder before pointing a glare in the other mer’s direction. “Could have fooled me--bandits have tackled me with more finesse. And taking an arrow hardly qualifies as saving my life.”














