forum Dystopian Fantasy RP aw yeah (Private)

Started May 02, 2018 by @Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

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"Okay." Shiv nodded. "Um….where do we put him until he's better? There's not much room in here…."

"Is there a tree we can prop him up against outside, maybe? There's not enough space in here for everybody like you said…"

Shiv peeked out the door. "I think so, and there's lots of empty space right next to us that has really soft-looking grass on it." She noticed something else and flinched, quickly ducking back into the shed. "Uh….Boar-back's walking towards us. What if I get in trouble? Y'know, for…..hanging around when I wasn't s'posed to?"

Tanrial frowned slightly, "I don't see what it should be a problem but then again… he could do anything. I'll take he blame if he gets mad, you shouldn't get in trouble because I asked you to help."

Shiv practically jittered in place with nerves. "O-okay."
A moment later, Boar-back loomed in the doorway, as predicted. He had a slight cut on his arm and his hand looked like it had been bitten, but he was otherwise unscathed and seemed to barely notice the injuries. He crouched down to consider the unconscious bandit in front of Tanrial, not yet realizing that Shiv was present.
"Will he live?" he asked somewhat indifferently.

Tanrial nodded, leaning back on her hands, "It was only a small cut to the back of the head. He lost a lot of blood but it's nothing dangerous. So yes, he will live."

Boar-back grunted. "If he wakes up before I get to him, tell him he's been promoted. He risked his life to defend me today…..if you look at it from a certain angle and ignore the fact that I didn't need help at all." He was about to leave again when he spotted Shiv, who was way back in the corner, twisting and untwisting her fingers into the hem of her shirt.
The scarred man's eyes narrowed. "She's not supposed to be here. Did you really both forget that quickly?"

Tanrial rolled her eyes, "She's helping, not doing any harm. I can't deal with all these people by myself, I need at least one person and Shiv's been a real help."

Boar-back tilted his head, staring at Shiv silently for a moment. "This one? Helpful? I'm having a little trouble believing you. She can't even take a life, let alone save one."

"Yeah well she helped me stitch this guy up," She jerked a thumb towards the other bandit, "She's not as stupid as you're making her out to be."

He considered them both with little sympathy, then started to shake his head. But before he could say anything, a different voice broke in from outside.
"S'cuse me, chief…." One of the injured bandits stepped forward and attempted a pained, nervous smile. "Real sorry to interrupt, an' all, and I don't mean to rush you, acourse, but d'ya think maybe I could squeeze in there and get fixed up real quick? My, uh…..my leg reeeally hurts, see." He stepped back again, out of grabbing range.
Boar-back sighed. "Fine. Shiv can stay, if you really think you need her. But I don't need to bother telling you what happens if I catch you two plotting anything, do I?"

Tanrial raised her hands in defence, “We would never. Um… do me a favour and get this guy outta here? Just rest him out side. There’s not enough room in here for everyone.”

The bandit chief must have been in a good mood after the raid, because he shrugged and did as she asked. He could have been a lot more gentle about it, but at least he didn't bash the injured man's head against anything on the way out. "I'll be back later to check on your work."
The next bandit quickly slunk inside, putting very little weight on one leg. "Uhh, hey. How's it going? I have an arrow through my angle."

(Hey, sorry I've been so slow recently, it's nearing semester change over and I'm really busy so… yeah… sorry..)
Tanrial looked down at his ankle and scrunched up her face, "Alright, well, sit and I'll pull it out and patch it up." She rubbed her hands together, warming up her magic.

(It's okay fam! ^^ I miss you, but I totally understand and I don't want you to worry about me if you're already probably stressed about school stuff. I hope you're life's going as smoothly as can be expected during such busy times XD)
The man took a huge gulp of air and slowly lowered himself to the ground, cursing under his breath if his leg got jostled even slightly. Shiv scooted forward to get a better look, seeming not at all queasy at the sight. "What d'you want me to do?"

(I miss you toooooo. I only have like two and a half weeks until I'm on holiday again so I should be active more often, yayyyy! (: )
Tanrial nodded towards a clean cloth and the clean water, "Once I've pulled the arrow out I need you to clean the wound quickly. Once that's done I'll heal it up."

(Yayy! XD Can't wait!)
"Okay." Shiv picked up the cloth and wrung it out, shifting closer and waiting at the ready for Tanrial to remove the arrow.
The injured bandit gritted his teeth and leaned back on his elbows. "I know this is gonna hurt, but how much, would you say? More than it already hurts now?"

"I dunno…" Tanrial shrugged a shoulder, grabbing the arrow in her hands, "Probably like," She didn't even finish her sentence before she pulled the arrow out, quick and clean, "Higher then an eleven?"

The bandit let out a very loud yelp and followed up with a stream of foul language, clutching at his leg. Shiv darted in with her rag and quickly cleaned away the fresh well of blood, as well as the dirt and grime underneath. "There. Is that good enough, Tanrial?"

Tanrial nodded, "Yeah, that's good." Once Shiv had taken away the rag, she placed her hands over the wound, letting her magic run and feel out the wound. Luckily it didn't feel too deep, but it was still a deadly wound. After a moment, slowly the wound started to seal itself over.

Both Shiv and the injured bandit watched in amazement, mouths agape. It was clear that neither of them had seen a magic-user in action before.
"It's pretty," Shiv breathed.
"It's freaky," the other bandit countered nervously, trying hard not to flinch away. "It's not natural. It feels weird. Are you almost done?"

Tanrial smiled a little Shiv before nodding to the bandit, “Yeah, hang on…” A moment later, the gold faded away to show a healed foot, with only a small, almost invisible scar left.

The bandit quickly bounced to his feet. "Wow. Um….thanks. I feel all better now." He edged towards the door, then darted outside. "Bye."
Shiv huffed in annoyance. "He should've thanked you better. That arrow could've killed him, if it weren't fer you. Jerk…." She grumbled to herself, carefully washing out her cleaning rag so it was ready for the next patient.

Tanrial shrugged, pulling her hair to one side, "Hey, some people don't like the concept of magic, I get it. He should have thanked you though. You helped too, it wasn't all me."

"Yeah," Shiv agreed with a pout. She scooted forward and parted the curtain, peeking outside. "Hey, who's next?"
A thickset woman with blue-stained hair stumbled in, holding her left arm away from her body. Her hand looked like it had been crushed by something very heavy, and was barely recognizable. Shiv winced.
"Can you fix that?" she whispered to Tanrial.

Tanrial scrunched up her face slightly, accessing the damage, "Yeah… magic will do it. Um… Shiv can you pass me a light blue bottle from my bag?"

"Uh-huh." Shiv went over and rummaged through Tanrial's things, trying not to handle anything too roughly. After a moment she held up a bottle. "This one?"

(Sorry, had a busy day yesterday and then slept all day today because I’m siiick)
Tanrial nodded, gesturing to the bandit with her head, “That’ll numb the pain for a little while.” She said, gently taking her hand.

(Aww, I'm sorry to hear you're sick! I hope you feel better very soon hugs)
The woman spoke for the first time, seeming to be speaking around missing teeth. "Well, don' worry about that. I can't feel nuthin. That's what happens, sometimes, y'know, when you get hurt real bad. It won' actually hurt hurt for a while yet." She stared at her mashed fingers for a minutes as if hypnotized, then quickly looked away. "Th' trick is to don't stare at it. That way your brain won't even notice that somethin's wrong."

(Thaaaanks hugs back)
Tanrial sighed, "Well, I'm gonna be poking around the area so you're probably going to feel that so just take a bit of that potion and you really won't feel anything."