Alton ties off the last bandage and sits back on his heels. Ignoring the blood on his hands, he covers his face momentarily, drawing a deep and shuddering breath as he contemplates how close they came to tragedy.
"Oh Goddess - Lady! Thank you!"
Then he drops his hands and looks around. Nodding to Ringly he says, "Thank you," and then stands and turns towards the others. Seeing the dead boar, he says, "Good, you got it". Noticing the dagger still protruding from the animal's side, he turns to Jerran and grins: "Remind me never to get into a real argument with you!"
"Kiylea's all right for the moment - but we have to get her to a healer. Clara's away, so it'll have to be Alton. Eddie, you're the fastest of us - you'll have to run for help. We'll take Kiylea to the Mellar's farm ... that's the closest place, isn't it? If you go to the Brewery, Bubble's dad or one of her brothers can ride into town and fetch the Patriarch."
"We'll have to make a litter of some sort. We can raid Eddie's trap for the spear, and use the spear I made as well. Then, if we tie a couple of our cloaks between them, that should make a fair stretcher."
Taking Eddie to one side, Alton says to him, "Eddie, I know that if you're feeling anything like me, you just want to collapse and rest - but I can't do much more for Kiylea. She very nearly died, and she needs better care than I can give her. She needs the Goddess' healing touch. Leave your stuff with us - we'll take care of it. If you want a lantern, take mine. Kiylea's probably OK for a few hours. Eddie, I've seen you run - I know you can do this." Alton clapped the young halfling on the shoulder and turned back to the others.
Clasping Bubbles forearms, he stands for a moment grinning fiercely at her, before turning to the bard and saying, "You know, Jerran, you should be glad it was only a mug Bubbles used on you!"
Then, picking up a lantern, he goes over to the boar and examines it. "Let's have a look at this thing that's caused us so much grief!"