[AU] Butterfly Cage

[Keia]

"Perhaps I should change my name to the Thrice-Bitten," he says. "If any of you have any skill at healing, I could use some attention...after the others are cared for, of course."

"I will need an hour or two of rest before I can try to take care of anyone's wounds with my magic," Connor said as he walked from the cave entrance and looked around at the carnage, unable to take his eyes from it. "Though if some one has some first aid skill, they should take the first steps."

 

[Dalamar]

Galen speaks as he continues his inspectation on the ram.
"I could produce a healing spell, but I'd need at least an hour to prepare my runic pathways correctly to do so."

 

[WizWrm]

Sanje nods. "I have skill in this area." Having said this, he sets about binding Grathis' and his own wounds.

"I would still like to understand the underlying reason here. Telof, could you inform us as to what occured prior to our arrival?"

Heal +5, starting long-term care, I guess.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Telof shakes his head at you Sanje*

"I was in the cave with you, how would I know?"

*Galen, the ram is quite dead, it's throat ripped out and some gashes in its flanks. Aside from being abnormally large and heavy-boned, it seems normal enough.*

*Grathis, Sanje's binding of your wounds gives you a bit of relief from the pain.*

"I am not entirely sure what happened. The ram ran up the mountainside, right past the cave, being chased by four worgs. When the ram ran right through the middle of us, we hoped the worgs would just run on by, though Wils and Teron were ready. But they weren't fast enough, and two of the worgs just ripped them open," Aa-Namay says, her expression sorrowful. "I can only thank you again for your help. We are in your debt."

"But if you wouldn't mind helping a bit more, we must bury the dead," Voes pipes up, putting away his crossbow. He hangs his head in sorrow as he goes over to the two bowmen, beginning to chant quietly.

 

[Jaik]

Mochor searches about until he finds a shovel, then follows to the bodies, beginning to softly sing his people's charms of sorrow and thanks. "They were brave men. I only wish I had been faster, or more alert..."

 

[Erekose13]

"Aa-Namay, certainly we will help with the grim task before us." Scinathar says before he joins Mochor in his search for a shovel. He works quietly beside the Oathsworn, marvelling again at him and his dedication. He also waits impatiently for Galen and Sanje's investigations of the creatures, hoping that they can find a lead on who or what is set on attacking the giantess and her sister.

 

[Keia]

Connor will wander over to the worgs and look at them for any former magical effects (through the use of a Detect Magic). Staring at the creatures bleeding out and the injured and dead nearby made Connor feel like he wsa looking a cart wreck, unable to avert his eyes from the death around him.

 

[Rybaer]

"Thank you, Sanje," Grathis says as he tests his shoulder under the bandages. "Should hold for now."

He gets up and wanders over to where Scinathar and Mochor are digging graves to offer whatever help he can.

 

[Dalamar]

"I don't see anything out of normal on the ram," Galen says, "but somebody with the skills might want to recover the meat, no need to waste it."
The runethane then finds himself a clear spot where to sit and closes his eyes. He starts slowly tracing the energy paths running through him, just like Na-Gerach taught him.

OoC: Changing Compelling Command to Lesser Transfer Wounds.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Mochor, Aa-Namay, and Voes all raise their voices in a song of sorrow as they dig with help from Telof, Scinathar, and Grathis. The soil isn't as thin as was feared, though removing rocks is necessary to make deep enough graves. It takes about an hour's work to make the two resting places. Aa-Namay gently lays the two bodies inside, and says a few prayers commending their bravery and loyalty before helping the others put the dirt back in. The stones you all pile on top to discourage scavengers.*

*After you're finished, Aa-Namay goes back to her sister's body. A few minutes later she gives a shout of joy; Aa-Ma'ray is awake!*

*Connor, the worgs are unmagical, as far as you can tell.*

*Galen, before they're finished with making the graves, you feel your pathways finally snap into place into their new pattern.*