With a firm tug, the great blade unsheathed itself from the draconic beast's hide, running crimson with thick and vibrant lifeblood. The silence of the storm after battle rushed in, broken only by the sounds of the town's guardsmen advancing and coming to witness that their allies had indeed been successful. Brannor, hefting the freed weapon, nodded in reply as one of the armed men placed a hand briefly upon the smaller woman, looking back upon their band and seeing that only Orchid had suffered much of any injury; as much as he in mind was urged to restore the other warrior to greatest ability, his body was tapped of its supernatural well.

No healing touch remained, but the huntsman did not stop there.

They had a trophy and a worthy prize in one of these dragon sworn men that had been rendered unconscious by their newest addition. In fact, it was only the inspiration he received from the halfling mage earlier during the surge of battle that reminded him of her words hours ago. Sheathing his weapon across his back, he looked at first to the approach of a lantern which turned out to be the dwarf; for the time being he placing his knee upon the collapsed man's spine and took up both limp hands, paying no further heed to the guardsmen or the added company. Even yet as he worked, he looked about, keeping watchful eyes in the shadowy light that danced with lantern and magic's fire, golden stare almost glinted back to the woman. Producing some rope from his backpack, where it was secured and strapped to its side, he began binding the man as he would a slain quarry.

"You had wanted one alive earlier in the night, Parum? It seems our new company has read your mind." Brannor remarked, not having forgotten how she had first wanted one of the kobolds. But this? This was much better. Some sort of priest if he had to guess what the soon to be captive was.

But when the dwarf's voice again came as he entered fully to inspect the stone halls, the aspirant of the wild supernatural did not answer, only quietly shaking his head and keeping to the business of his capture. The adrenaline and thrill in him started to fade, but he doubted this was to be the last of their enemy's tests tonight.

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Brannor rolled a [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1463]5[/url], expending his Inspiration Die from Parum this increased to a [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1464]7[/url]. However, because he is not hurrying, Brannor instead takes his passive Dexterity check to secure the rope's bonds around the unconscious man's limbs and bind them all together for an 11.
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