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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Sparky" data-source="post: 1324105" data-attributes="member: 13681">When she, Dar'maryon and the others are satisfied that the hoar-suns will not flee like scared rabbits, Rainca turns her eyes to the fallen. She walks over to Gath and Redarn, grit and gravel grating under her soft boots."Redarn. Rainca thinks that perhaps next time Gath should pretend not to hear The Laugher's call." Her eyes narrow, "Do you need help? She is no healer, but Rainca has seen worse." The bloodied woman kneels at the wagon-driver's side and busies herself with helping him.She peers over her shoulder at the wagon inquisitively and then, again into the sky. Where are you, Brother Owl? What ill omen will you bring us next?When Gath is all trussed and gauzed up she will help move him into the wagon. After seeing to him she will move from bandit to bandit, asking any who will help stabilize those who are not quite dead.Her movements are ritual, rote and practiced. She chants quietly in her strange language, a constant, low, eerie tone, and kneels at the side of the first bandit she killed. With her first and second fingers she drags blood from his wounds down her brow, over her eyelids, cheekbones and jaw, touching some at last to her tongue. She unstoppers her wineskin and pours a splash of wine onto the young man's lips. She stands, looking grim and moves to the next body. Her voice trails off quietly as she finishes her droning dirge. When all are seen to she stands, bloodied and wild. She flexes her shoulders and her face twitches in an involuntary snarl. She blinks, takes a deep breath and moves wordlessly away to collect her scattered weapons.[OOC]: She is aiding Redarn's healing attempt and still keeping a lookout. She also keeps a watchful eye on the captives.[/OOC]</blockquote>

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