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a half-dead body, with a lot of stab marks all over his body, floats down the river, he hits the bridge of silverbrand with a thud, he climbs shakily and slowly, as though requiring all his energy, onto the bridge.
"wow, I didn't realise I lost this much blood during the fight.
the elf, clutches his head, falls down, and loses consciousness.
the body is that of Lutup Kraknay, he is half-dead, but alive.
five minutes later he would appear to be half-awake, and still breathing.

Lutup opens his eyelids slowly, he looks up at the sky, closes his eyes and groans, he decides what to do and starts slowly crawling towards trollsbane, the blood flow has shortened by the time he starts crawling, leaving behind a faint blood trail.

Lutup crawls through a gap in the walls of the tavern, feeling weak again, he sits against a wall, Lutup grins and chuckles as a bit of blood flies out of his mouth.
"the situation is almost funny" , Lutup laughs again, "but who was that guy, whoever he is, he's a good fighter and what did he want with me."
after saying these words, Lutup notices his vision is turning black, Lutup doesn't resist and lets himself fall unconscious again.