Dorian hears her retching and wrinkles his nose in distaste. Not an enemy, then, considering there were men and women with more violent intentions, actively keeping the contents of their stomach in their person--
(...well, aside from the man who has the unfortunate fate of getting disemboweled some fifteen feet away. His stomach contents come right out.
Avert thine gaze, young lady.)
Dorian moves to her, his free hand splaying as he casts a magical barrier over the both of them. ]
no subject
Dorian hears her retching and wrinkles his nose in distaste. Not an enemy, then, considering there were men and women with more violent intentions, actively keeping the contents of their stomach in their person--
(...well, aside from the man who has the unfortunate fate of getting disemboweled some fifteen feet away. His stomach contents come right out.
Avert thine gaze, young lady.)
Dorian moves to her, his free hand splaying as he casts a magical barrier over the both of them. ]
Stand behind me. I can protect you.
[ a pause, and he adds, ] Try not to vomit.