Lanik watched Erudessa closely as she approached to examine the wounded Finnigan more closely. Her gaze was intense, analytical almost, something the ranger himself could relate to. Waving her hand over Finnigan's lower limbs, Lanik assumed she was addressing the breakage. Instantaneously Finnigan flashed his eyes, then squeezing them, screaming in horrific pain as Erudessa moved the pieces of broken bone into their respective places. Captain Wintergate moved quickly, once again covering his mouth as he cried out. He caught Finnigan's gaze, just nodding slowly, as if to say [i]I know it hurts, but it has to be done[/i]. She spoke naught until a few minutes later, Lanik in awe widened his eyes at the sight about to set before him.

[i]By the light of my soul
I hereby command thee
To bear up thy ward
Thy conditions are thusly:
Hold him upright
When the ward sits but still.
To change thy direction,
Roll, tilt without spill.
Maintain with adjustments
Soft, gradually.
Cast now this spell,
All finished completely.[/i]

And with that before the three of them stood an apparatus the likes Lanik had never seen before. It was a chair with wheels, finely crafted with the usage of what Lanik assumed was ancient elvish magic. He had never seen such a sight before, and it truly amazed him. Imperial magical spectacles were reserved for great shows of destruction and chaos. This was the first time he had soon magic used in a way to [i]create[/i] something. Already questions were stirring in his mind, but they were cut off by her voice.

"Can you help me move him?"

Lanik met her gaze and nodded. Very carefully Lanik took one side of Finnigan's weight, hoisting him up and plopping him gently onto the contraption the elf had just made. Very quickly he brushed over the arm rests, eyeing the build closely, a part of him from when he was a child reached out and reignited the curiosity he once had to imagine things on paper and bring it to reality. After his moment, he looked at Fin, who was getting comfortable (as comfortable as he could get at least) in his position. Already Lanik could tell the change in position and whatever healing magic Erudessa had cast was providing some relief. He turned his attention to the elf.

"Thank you,"