[Well that wakes him up quickly. Blackquill's eyes shoot open, and as if by instinct, he moves to draw his sword for a counterattack.
There's two problems with that, though. For one, he doesn't even have his sword. And for two, he's partially covered by a boulder and can't actually move.
When that settles in, he gasps in pain and confusion.]
Wh-what--!
[His eyes dart around, taking in the situation as quickly as possible. His gaze moves from the boulder to Fulbright, who apparently is the person whose head would be rolling right now if Blackquill was able to strike back.]
Fool Bright! Remove this obstruction at once!
[He practically hisses it out because the boulder is restricting his breathing at the moment.]
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There's two problems with that, though. For one, he doesn't even have his sword. And for two, he's partially covered by a boulder and can't actually move.
When that settles in, he gasps in pain and confusion.]
Wh-what--!
[His eyes dart around, taking in the situation as quickly as possible. His gaze moves from the boulder to Fulbright, who apparently is the person whose head would be rolling right now if Blackquill was able to strike back.]
Fool Bright! Remove this obstruction at once!
[He practically hisses it out because the boulder is restricting his breathing at the moment.]