"Because," Arcata determinedly plows forward, despite the lack of answer, "He doesn't look so good. Are there healers at the trading post?" She gives Ironheart a curious, puzzled look, then shrugs his comment off.
Ezmerelda lifts an eyebrow, startled.
"You've quite a set of ears there," she says. "Sorry about that; meant no offense. Anyway, yes he's hurt...and actually I don't know if there're healers at the post. Seems like a better chance of it than hanging randomly around in the wilderness."
Ezmerelda lifts an eyebrow, startled.
"You've quite a set of ears there," she says. "Sorry about that; meant no offense. Anyway, yes he's hurt...and actually I don't know if there're healers at the post. Seems like a better chance of it than hanging randomly around in the wilderness."