Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5946246-20170504211023/@comment-5946246-20170506171558

(It'd be picked up.)

Checking for wounds would reveal, at first, nothing serious. Lacerations that were easily treated. However, looking near the stomach, there was a huge slash wound from a shovel. If it wasn't infected already, it'd need help, fast.

William was done, so he put his swords up and went over to put on his armor. There was a certain tension up in the air, and everyone could feel it. The fresh recruits from Britian were talking amongst each other, preparing their weapons. Wondering when they'd hear the trench whistle, or the mortars fire off. Spinning his revolver, William holstered it, and set himself up.