[ Dorian slowly slides off the altar, though it takes him a moment to keep his balance. As he steadies himself, he can’t help glancing towards Orym, seeing the way the robes billow around his lithe form. His throat goes dry, and he quickly looks away to step down from the raised platform that the altar is on.
He doesn’t get much of a chance to look around though when he hears the dull thud of Orym hitting the ground. ]
Orym…!
[ He rushes over to the fighter, kneeling down beside him. ]
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[ Dorian slowly slides off the altar, though it takes him a moment to keep his balance. As he steadies himself, he can’t help glancing towards Orym, seeing the way the robes billow around his lithe form. His throat goes dry, and he quickly looks away to step down from the raised platform that the altar is on.
He doesn’t get much of a chance to look around though when he hears the dull thud of Orym hitting the ground. ]
Orym…!
[ He rushes over to the fighter, kneeling down beside him. ]
Are you all right?