( he tries at first to rouse himself in some manner, free from xie lian's hold, but all he manages is the tired flick of heavy fingers and the strength to keep his chin from resting against his chest. he subsides near immediately, more resigned than generous in his appreciation of assistance. lan zhan's carried him through support, side to side, before, and once on his back, but this is simply... )
Behind, to your left.
( one of the middlingly coordinated dead, with a flail, eyes mismatched and flail coming up in a swipe at xie lian's backside. )
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( he tries at first to rouse himself in some manner, free from xie lian's hold, but all he manages is the tired flick of heavy fingers and the strength to keep his chin from resting against his chest. he subsides near immediately, more resigned than generous in his appreciation of assistance. lan zhan's carried him through support, side to side, before, and once on his back, but this is simply... )
Behind, to your left.
( one of the middlingly coordinated dead, with a flail, eyes mismatched and flail coming up in a swipe at xie lian's backside. )