Nasas hears Chisel's comment only a little. He gets the message and he gets up unwillingly.

'Argh, don't be sayin that Chisel. We will get outta this fine, don't worry.'

Nasas stands shaking a little bit and grabs his bow and slings it acroos his back. He grabs his sword and and places it in front of his face the blade barely touching his nose. He exhales loudly and walks over to Chisel, and smiles.
~Nasas et Rhezz

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