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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4571353" data-attributes="member: 17691">Dj'hân stops short when he sees the thugs harassing the nobleman. His initial instinct is to shy away from street violence, especially when it doesn't involve anyone he knows personally. The urchin glances around confusedly for a moment, looking for a good means to flee the intersection when he notices the damaged fountain and the massive heap of bloodied fur and feathers that is the hippogriff; the sight of which elicits a gasp of shock from the boy.And then, from behind him, a breathtakingly beautiful half-elven maid steps up next to Dj'hân and calls out a warning to the two thugs. She proves to be the catalyst in the boy's jumbled memories. Her name is Lynn, and I was leading her here after having seen a hippogriff crash down into... The urchin glances quickly at the nearby street markings. ...Harborview Boulevvard... Looking back the way they'd come, the young halfling spots the injured half-orc and human warrior bringing up the rear. ...With Mr Giant and Ed... Edward? No Edmond. And we came here looking for... The guttersnipe ducks around the fountain and his eyes fall upon the injured griffon-rider lying on the cobblestones. ...in search of the hippogriff's rider.The urchin leaves the altercation with the thugs and dandy to his companions as he rushes over to the prone rider. Holding his breath Dj'hân presses his tiny hands to the rider's thick neck as he checks for a pulse.OOC: Attempting to discern the rider's condition and to stabilize him if necessary. Is it abundantly clear that the hippogriff is as lifeless as the broken statue?</blockquote>

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