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Post by Atherius von Groth on Apr 30, 2016 22:19:56 GMT -8
Atherius shrugged his shoulders and went to undo his helmet.
"Well, if we hang up the corpse of the Owl Kin, it might keep any attacks at bay. Their survival instincts might light up their thoughts? Who knows."
A click filled the forest as Atherius finally managed to unfasten the strap connecting his helm to the neck-guard, which created his entire face-guard. With a relaxed sigh, Atherius ascended the plate helm above his head, pulling it off with the leather padding that kept everything insulated and comfortable around his head. Even in the veil of night, the platinum blonde hair draped down to his neck, only held together by a knot, held within a hair-string, as it finally was given fresh air again. Staring at the gathering they'd all made from one another, Atherius' face didn't match his demeanor at all. His eyes still pierced the darkness with their bright blue hue, darting across each face without the visor's obstructions. His lips smirked to one side as he clicked his tongue and forced a low hiss sound between his teeth, the ruby colored lips shimmering from the light that it could catch, followed with his soft, womanly complexion.
Though, after a time of staring at everyone, Atherius moved to undo the hair-string that restrained his locks. With a sigh, his previously constrained hair flowed freely down and blanketed down to his guarded shoulders. His jawline had been completely covered at this point, followed with a few matted down hairs on his forehead, to which he swiftly moved his hand over to remove from his face.
"So, any ideas?"
His voice most definitely did not fit his facial appearance.
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Post by Vellian on Apr 30, 2016 22:23:33 GMT -8
Vellian looked surprised upon seeing Atherius' real face, but she shrugged and decided not to make any remarks or comments. She takes off her kettle helmet and lets her blonde-gray hair droop down behind the back of her head as she looked around, still very much so awake. She sat down on one of the makeshift benches and let her chin rest in her right knuckle.
"Well- Owl Kin are scared of fires, and so are most night time predators... or so I've been told. They usually flee in the sight of the stuff, so we probably will be fine without any night watch."
She turned to the others for their response.
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Post by Atherius von Groth on Apr 30, 2016 22:28:50 GMT -8
Atherius shrugged his shoulders and rubbed the back of his head, causing his hair to ruffle and swipe across the back of his breastplate.
"Well, even if we have an hour of rest, it's better then nothing at this point. We've fought an Owl Kin, fled a Hydra, and killed purse-robbers. If we continued on, someone might actually collapse when needed most."
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Post by lordwisp on Apr 30, 2016 22:33:47 GMT -8
If they go to camp Palid does try to give his brother's arm gash an actual medical treatment no matter how shoddy due to situations, infection, monster bile oh my, and the like.
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Post by Atherius von Groth on Apr 30, 2016 22:39:32 GMT -8
Atherius turned to look at the brothers, quirking his brow upwards. Clearly he wasn't the most aware of those around him when in the heat of combat, since he found the sight peculiar.
"He was injured?"
He said, tilting his head slightly to the side as he stared.
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 22:43:03 GMT -8
Paldonna keeps her light grey hood covering her face for the most part. "I don't trust any owl to keep anything else away..." She mumbled, sitting down.
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Post by lordwisp on Apr 30, 2016 22:43:54 GMT -8
Fred took a nasty cut across from the Elite bandit with the what ever it was, and being in pretty much nhil armor, as he was just keeping his brother company for a few hours, he's got a nasty cut, that's been Touriqnet for a good while gaping wound with hasty bandages stuffed in it, and no circulation for a while it's a mess. As He sits back against a tree hissing, as his brother is pulling out the bases of medical tools to tend to it. Looking in the latern light for herbs.
Frederick speaks. "Oh it's been like this for what hours? Did... no one else see the bandit catch my arm."
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 22:46:34 GMT -8
Paldonna smirks, but it would barely be noticable under her hood. "Hm, I did. Before I leaped out of the tree you all set on fire."
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Post by Atherius von Groth on Apr 30, 2016 22:48:10 GMT -8
Atherius blinked his eyes and slowly shook his head. Staring at Frederick, he cleared his throat, and casually asked:
"What's your measurements?"
He motioned towards his own breastplate, hoping that would give some more context.
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Post by Vellian on Apr 30, 2016 22:49:03 GMT -8
Vellian looks at Frederick for a moment.
"Go look for Pseudothorn roots. Crush them up and put them into boiled water- works as a way to get rid of pain and it speeds up the healing process. In the meantime, also check around for Lyssic leaves- they can be eaten to clear the mind and make it easier to think."
She smiles brightly at her knowledge- soldiers were taught medical training all the time.
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Post by lordwisp on Apr 30, 2016 22:57:17 GMT -8
Clearly needs a lore Primer for this as they are soldiers to! Just assume that's what palid was looking for as he works around the camp sight in the dark, with the lantern and a bowl.
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 22:57:52 GMT -8
"What root and something leaves? Heh, I don't do the magic healing stuff... I just hunt." Paldonna said as she sharpened a stick with her dagger.
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Post by Vellian on Apr 30, 2016 23:05:14 GMT -8
Vellian looked at Paldonna and promptly facepalmed.
"No, no. It's not magic at all- if you want alchemy there must be some exotic or arcane substance involved with the creation. They are all herbs that will help someone in times of need in the wilderness. And, if I were any of you, do not eat the white colored berries. They dehydrate and overhype you."
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 23:11:34 GMT -8
Paldonna just went back to sharpening her stick. "I avoid eating any plants out here in the first place... Trade in the creatures I find for fruits and vegetables."
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Post by Atherius von Groth on Apr 30, 2016 23:12:01 GMT -8
Atherius shrugged and sighed again. Looking up towards the sky, his eyes glimmering from the lights.
"Through words that poison thoughts,
From forked tongue lies,
Through blood shot eyes,
I'll see her dance again when the devil's caught my hear.
..."
Atherius entered into a low hum as he whimsically sang his song, teetering his head to-and-fro as he moved along with the beat.
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Post by lordwisp on Apr 30, 2016 23:13:15 GMT -8
Palid is doing as he's doing for his brother's wound, Fred is sitting there with a huff.
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 23:15:12 GMT -8
Paldonna looked each person over. It was an odd bunch. A young soldier girl, a mysterious soldier man, two brothers, one serious, one a clear bookworm, and then a huntress. She mumbled to herself before looking up. "Are we all able to stay warm enough without a fire? I mean, sure, not a good idea to start a big fire in the middle of the forest, but still..."
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Post by Vellian on Apr 30, 2016 23:15:16 GMT -8
Vellian shrugged and relaxed on her log, folding her arms and looking into the air. She kept listening to Atherius' singing and thought about the future, past, and present. About monsters and men, nobles and peasants. Very deep thoughts as everyone did their activities around her. She stares at Paldonna and breaks her contemplative state.
"Well, we need a large fire here in order to survive the predators, that's for sure."
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Post by Paldonna on Apr 30, 2016 23:18:00 GMT -8
"But you said the owl--... Never mind... I'll start gathering wood." Paldonna said, picking up her now rather sharp stick and walking off into the forest to gather dry wood.
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Post by lordwisp on Apr 30, 2016 23:20:26 GMT -8
When his Brother's wound is treated, cause it's medievel legal drinking age and all. Fred takes a flask off his belt and takes a drink, his brother having used the flask to disinfect the wound. A basic stich job and fully wrapped and padded with his brother's tunic, having used heated water etc etc, the herbs and all. Palid Leaves the LAtern with the crew in the Clearing going to collect wood.
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