Cornered

this is an moment from an RP I've been having with
I did some experimentation with shadows with this one and i like how it turned out. I've also been trying to figure out how frost works, so critique and feedback would be appreciated.

Edit: made the lines affected by the shading/lighting

Edit 11/29/2016: added the previously forgotten dog tags

the moment is below the line if you are interested

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"Come, follow me. I'll take you to the sick ward." the lord left down the hall, after turning down a couple of corridors they spotted an old man with a long scraggly beard in the hallway, looking spooked as he watched a door intently.

"Dr. Lynch, what's wrong?" The lord asked the old man.

"Lord Alister, I'm sorry. I was treating the young man sent to me like you asked," he rasped quickly "but he awoke and became quite aggressive and attacked me sir, I had to lock him inside the room for my own safety!"

Dogtag looked at him "...let me talk to him"

"I wouldn't advise that sir." The doctor warned "I fear your friend may be delusional from his fever, he may not even recognize you."

"And if i don't he might hurt himself.
I'm trained in dealing with threats that are out of control"

Alistair rolled his eyes "just give him the key."

"...If you insist..." The doctor retrieved a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door before quickly stepping back from it and signaling the lord to do the same.

Dogtag opened it and stepped inside.
Lets get this show on the road...

Dogtag was hit with chilled air as he stepped in, causing him to be able to see his breath instantly. The room around him was destroyed, jars and bags of medicine and herbs scattered across the floor, many of the jars where broken. Wooden shelves toppled over and covered in scorch marks, beds where overturned, some scorched, some had frost along the edges.

In the corner crouched Wesly, ice and frost creeping across the stone walls and floor from him. His lips curled back in a snarl. he pointed the staff ahead of him ready to attack, it jostled as he shook with adrenaline, fear, and illness. He made no indication that he was aware anyone else was in the room at all.

Dogtag lofted his arms, slowly walking closer.
Whooo boy he was gonna be a fucking big fucking problem...

The door behind him slammed shut and clicked as the doctor locked him in, plunging them both into darkness, the only light was the sickly white glow coming from the star that looked bemused, she was entertained by the events unfolding around her.

Wesly growled and quickly re-aimed the shaky staff at the door and barked a quick spell. A fire ball the size of a tennis ball erupted from the star and shot out towards the door.

Dogtag stepped aside, The flame hit the wall just above the door, leaving another scorch mark in the stone.. he slowly closed in "Wesly, what is going on.
Speak to me"

Wesly's ears twitched and he lowered the staff slightly, his snarl lessening somewhat, but he was still staring off in the middle distance in front of him.

"You can hear me, can't you.
Wesly, listen to me, I'm your friend. We fight together right.
So don't fight me"

His snarl disappeared and he put his staff almost to the floor.
"Dogtag?" He asked shakily.

"Yes its me Wesly.
Listen to my voice.
Its real, tell me what you see
What caused you to lash out"

He trembled "where are we? What's going on?" He asked, almost cowering.

"We are safe.
I found a lord who took us in.
Your in his doctors quarter."

He let out a long sigh of relief and put his hands over his face "I thought I had gotten kidnapped while I was asleep. I didn't know what they wanted with me, I didn't know what happened to you, or Urtha, or Berit, didn't know if you guys where okay, if you needed my help...didn't know where I was or if I was okay... All I knew was I was on a stone room and an old man was messing around with me." He paused, looking around at the destruction of the room "I panicked..."

"Its ok.
Your safe now.
Relax.
Need a hug?"


He opened his arms and nodded, looking like he was on the verge of tears.

Dogtag(c)
Wesly(C)