"Scratches!" Elloria scoffed. "Y'll bleed out if y' don't get et checked, come now..." Her voice trailed off as she considered the bandits. Elloria swore, loudly. "Go t' town 'n' see a 'ealer, ah, I'll stay 'ere 'n' bring 'em t' th' jail..." Distressed as she was, Elloria's accent grew thicker. She started mumbling in her native tongue, quietly. Tiredness and aching was setting in on her now, but there was still more to do.