Faeranlin, almost out of arrows, notes Kestra's fall with growing concern. "The healer's are going to be engaged with many casualties in the field, and it looks like she's having trouble.." he mutters. Taking up his staff, he runs to her position--the orcs are still coming, angry at the fall of their ogre. "Thought you could use some assistance, Kestra. Its broken is it?" he calls out, swiftly parrying the blow of an orcish club... -- Farmlands

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Date Posted: 17:11:44 04/16/02 Tue
Author: Dameon
Subject: Faeranlin, almost out of arrows, notes Kestra's fall with growing concern. "The healer's are going to be engaged with many casualties in the field, and it looks like she's having trouble.." he mutters. Taking up his staff, he runs to her position--the orcs are still coming, angry at the fall of their ogre. "Thought you could use some assistance, Kestra. Its broken is it?" he calls out, swiftly parrying the blow of an orcish club...
In reply to: Kestra 's message, "Kestra watches a lot of people running around, wondering what had caused the ogre to fall. She had been knocked over by its massive arm when it took the fall. She tries to get up again, but her left leg gives way. "Ooh." Kestra moans in pain. She tries forcing herself up again, each time a failure. Finally, she decides it is no use. She examines her leg. "Feels like I broke something."" on 16:00:13 04/16/02 Tue

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Kestra is suprised by Faeranlin's offer. "No," she thinks to herself. "I don't want to get out of the battle now." She turns to Faeranlin. "Urm, no, I think this leg will be just... fine. I just had a little fall, that's all." She attempts to get up, but her leg hurts immensily. She falls back to the ground and grits her teeth to try to hide her pain. (NT) -- Kestra, 18:30:44 04/16/02 Tue

"Yep, this leg will be just fine as soon as we get you to a healer's" Tayren says, scooping Kestra up. It takes him a moment to figure out how to carry her without jarring her leg, and ends up half slinging her over his shoulders. He flashes a smile at Faeranlin. "Watch my back, won't you?" He then starts off across the battlefield, crouching low to keep from creating a good target for orcish arrows. (NT) -- Tayren, 20:42:05 04/16/02 Tue