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— Roadside —[/center]
The knight caught the bandit girl as her broken leg refused to bear her weight, managing to keep a hold of his cane. Even this casual disregard was too much for him to sit idly by and let happen. Hadn't he himself been crippled after a similar injury that wasn't treated properly? With Tyeathe otherwise occupied he turned his attention to their prisoner.

Indrau eased her to the ground before pointing sternly with a gloved finger.

"Stay down girl."

He doubted that she would have trouble following that advice as he used his sword to cut down a couple of saplings from the roadside for a splint and the shirt from one of her companions backs to bind it together. It was only a moment before he returned with the materials and began to apply it to her leg. An extra scrap from the shirt was used to bind her arms together behind her back. Indrau was rough but not unnecessarily so as he half carried her to the wagon that Gillian had been riding in up until that point.

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— Candaeln —[/center]
Back at the headquarters of the Iron Roses an unfamiliar figure strode in through the main gates. The armored figure stood tall, taller even than Lady Radastirin. Hanging from one hand was a bundle of luggage that looked tiny in comparison. They pushed through the main doors, ducking slightly in order to avoid hitting the pointed top of the helmet on anything. She pulled the chain mail covering the lower half of her face down and called out in a feminine voice that sounded small from someone so tall.

"Helloo?"