OOC: My stupid mouse is messed up.
But it doesn't stop me from typing.
IC: Sid still didn't know what to do. He wanting all this fighting to just stop. But it was still out of control and he couldn't stop anyone if he tried. The shooter was probably getting away now. He stepped back a little and sat down. He still had his pickaxe in his hands. 'I feel so...useless.' He thought. He listened to everyone in front of him carefully. 'Fine!' Sid thought standing up and dusting himself off. 'If everyone's gonna keep fighting..I'll just go get myself some gold!' He wasn't much help anyway and being blind ment he couldn't do any fighting. He stepped back a couple feet more but still tried to listen if anyone would even notice him sneaking away.