Post by TheZebraShakes™ on Sept 2, 2007 1:06:11 GMT -5
After a battle where thankfully everyone had come out alive, some healing potions and spells are used to close up some of the wounds left behind, and a few swigs of liquor are just the trick to calm some shaky nerves.
Marlowe moves out of the carriage to man the driver's seat. He surveys the scene and assesses the condition of the students.
He nods in agreement that the bears should be left behind.
"We should move before the filthy little things return." he states as he prepares the horses. "Ride in the carriage if you must," he adds, looking toward the most wounded of the group. He seems relieved that the situation has been handled, but does not take on a tone of worry or concern for the students' well being as Edrianna does.
Edrianna stands by Askr's side.
"Yes," she says, "feel free to sit inside and rest as best you can. The next large town shouldn't be too far I think. We should make it to Greenvale by the night's end if I am not mistaken. Am I correct Marlowe? They have a lovely inn where we may be able to find rooms for the night."
Marlowe nods in response to the question which Edrianna poses.
She retrieves a small box from within the carriage.
"I keep some bandages and healing salves just in case," she presents her healing kit to the students.
"That must have been so terrifying for you to have stood toe to toe with those things. I don't know how you all do it. I was too scared to even watch." she shakes her head.
Marlowe watches Edrianna with a frustrated expression upon his face. "It is their job Edrianna, of course you could not do it. As you and I earn a living by adorning the necks of noble snits, they are paid to bleed. They are fine. You needn't coddle them."
Edrianna shakes off Marlowe's comments with ease and continues speaking. "It is such a shame though, to know that the bears were only acting on instinct. They were no doubt angered and riled up by those horrid goblins." she draws from Ana's assessment of the situation.
Marlowe looks from time to time back in the direction that the goblins were heading, clearly ready to go.
Garor's gaze falls upon the sky as he catches a whiff of the morning air. A storm is brewing out there. No doubt the rain which Edrianna had mentioned earlier in the travel. It is bound to make itself known by suppertime. Rain will fall hard and heavy by the looks of the clouds. The springtime air was already beginning to take on a bit of a chill breeze.
Marlowe moves out of the carriage to man the driver's seat. He surveys the scene and assesses the condition of the students.
He nods in agreement that the bears should be left behind.
"We should move before the filthy little things return." he states as he prepares the horses. "Ride in the carriage if you must," he adds, looking toward the most wounded of the group. He seems relieved that the situation has been handled, but does not take on a tone of worry or concern for the students' well being as Edrianna does.
Edrianna stands by Askr's side.
"Yes," she says, "feel free to sit inside and rest as best you can. The next large town shouldn't be too far I think. We should make it to Greenvale by the night's end if I am not mistaken. Am I correct Marlowe? They have a lovely inn where we may be able to find rooms for the night."
Marlowe nods in response to the question which Edrianna poses.
She retrieves a small box from within the carriage.
"I keep some bandages and healing salves just in case," she presents her healing kit to the students.
"That must have been so terrifying for you to have stood toe to toe with those things. I don't know how you all do it. I was too scared to even watch." she shakes her head.
Marlowe watches Edrianna with a frustrated expression upon his face. "It is their job Edrianna, of course you could not do it. As you and I earn a living by adorning the necks of noble snits, they are paid to bleed. They are fine. You needn't coddle them."
Edrianna shakes off Marlowe's comments with ease and continues speaking. "It is such a shame though, to know that the bears were only acting on instinct. They were no doubt angered and riled up by those horrid goblins." she draws from Ana's assessment of the situation.
Marlowe looks from time to time back in the direction that the goblins were heading, clearly ready to go.
Garor's gaze falls upon the sky as he catches a whiff of the morning air. A storm is brewing out there. No doubt the rain which Edrianna had mentioned earlier in the travel. It is bound to make itself known by suppertime. Rain will fall hard and heavy by the looks of the clouds. The springtime air was already beginning to take on a bit of a chill breeze.