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"Mm...he never picks the smart ones, does he..." 

And with that, he disappeared 

"wh-"

-he leaves the little room and starts looking around for Rowell, obviously he wasn't there.. still good to check though- 

Hey bud-hey-hey-hey-Andrean just gave off some reallll strong 'Rowell's in trouble' vibes-

-hey- bud. I know thas y he was looking about-

-anyhoo, mans decided to go check the clearing, figured he might be there- 

Rowell was in the middle of the clearing alright-and the moonlight shining down on him showed all the RED-there was an arrow sticking out of his shoulder, blood pooling around him and soaking through the sleeve of his shirt. He didn't look dead though-or in pain for that matter. It looked like he was...sleeping. Rather peacefully...there was a small smile on his face. His breathing was normal too. 

-he runs towards him, dropping down to his knees in front of him-

"Hey- hey!"

-he shakes him a little- 

He wasn't waking up 

"Oh- fuck"

-he shakes him a little harder-

He could see a bit of green energy around Rowell

"oh god.."

-he cups his face with one hand-

"Rowell... what happened to you"

-he is well aware he won't respond, he's just talking to himself ish-