Rok: Unforgivin

[Maliki]

-Rok laughed, his sightless eyes peering up at Sarela- I wouldn't be of much help in my current condition, I can barely move, and I can't see at all.

"Being blind doesn't mean anything. Some of the greatest fighters I have ever known were blind."

[Maliki]

-Rok sighed- I can't fight blind. I've never trained that way.

((OOC: In other words. He's not a Jedi!))

::Sarela laughed.::
"Very well then."

[Maliki]

-Rok yawned and stretched, growling softly at the burns that covered his chest and arm, though unable to see them, he sure as hell could feel them- Perhaps we should set up camp.

"By camp you mean a fire and finding cover?"
::She smiled and stood, laying his head carefully on the ground. She looked down at him.::
"Do you still have my bag?"

starts singing a soft song in a foreign tongue that sounds something like elvish but with a certain twist to it

[Maliki]

-chuckles- Unfortunatly it was lost in the fire... its remains were either completely devastated or are burried nearby.

::Sarela smiled.::
"Don't worry I think I know someone who has it."

[Maliki]

-Rok laughs and lays down, stretching, his sightless eyes peering up towards the sky- Alright...