Dane, ever the heroic doer of deeds, and the person more likely to willingly injure himself for the Rally, has an injury to present.

Rest assured that the activity in which he was engaged was extremely risky, and yet he engaged nonetheless. Heriocally.  There may have been forthwiths.  In the process, unfortunately, he managed to put a knife straight through his finger.

Ever the stoic Canuk, he merely said that it hurt somewhat (as it pissed blood), and then we both stared at it in fascination once the blood had stopped and we could see finger bits buldging out of the split skin.  Which is when we realised the weird cut on the other side of his finger was, in fact, the exit wound.

Gosh :)

At least we know that broken limbs (anecdotes abound) and stab wounds won’t get in his way!

Dane: not to be trusted with knives, apparently

p.s. we’ve been slow on the LAF front due to moving lair house.