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Post by Drgnwlf71 on Jan 22, 2010 17:21:26 GMT -5
"When I cooked this morning, he was still out. I did however, gave him some fellis in some Klah and some numbweed salve and applied it to his body." Ranim informed. "I was just in the are after it happened. They stole his bag and his knife. When I found them in the forest, they were eating part of his Rations. I am good with the whers in the forest and they helped me scare them off, where I retrieved his belongings, replaced his rations and gave his pack and knife back."
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Post by Kandarra on Jan 22, 2010 21:34:59 GMT -5
T'rin replied in a mere whisper to the healer, "That concern shall be tended to, but this is not the time or place. Mind, I could not have gotten the man here without his help."
After Ranim answered the healer's question, T'rin added, "And good he did dose him with fellis. Thrashing around in pain wouldn't do well for the wounds." He looked over at the unconscious man, noticing that already his color was slightly better. He hoped that he survived. If he did, it would not only be a life saved, but it would weigh in Ranim's favor. Not that he was bound to have much. The bronzerider shifted uneasily thinking of the meeting to come with the weyrleaders. It would not be a comfortable topic to broach, nor an easy conversation to have.
"If you have no further need of us, I think we should be going, Master," T'rin said, including the title as a sign of his respect for the man. He didn't know him well, but his skills said much about him, and few failed to recover under his care. He glanced at Ranim, hoping to soon take him to meet the weyrleaders.
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Post by Marnark’tranarprol on Jan 22, 2010 22:30:37 GMT -5
Ragule looked to each as they spoke, and then nodded minutely to T'rin. "Alright. Go on, then." he answered, before turning and moving back into the infirmary to get back to work. Honam was better, but the lad wasn't out of the woods yet. It would take a bit of monitoring and more work to get him back on his feet anytime soon. To be sure, the Healer would be writing his own report and suggestions to the Leadership once he had a spare moment to apply quill to parchment.
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Post by Drgnwlf71 on Jan 25, 2010 15:00:25 GMT -5
Ranim sighed and whispered the bronzerider.
"Can we -go- now?" he asked. "I want to get this over with." This meaning his criminal history.
Ranim was impatient as if he still had something dastardly planned but he didn't. He was going straight.
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