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Tagged; Everyone in the party.

Dismissing the dwarf's attempts to dismiss and leave the beaten orc, [color=#DF0101]"We're already out in the open, Dwarf."[/color] he replied coldy, glaring back at the dwarf with his undaunted scarlet eyes [color=#DF0101]"Sit on behind the wagon and cover your eyes, and maybe your ears if you dislike it so."[/color]

Seeing the elf's resolve to save the orc somewhat moved Artos, though he himself held no ill-will towards Orcs. He viewed them as warriors, honorable to a degree. They will acknowledge you after you best them in a duel and it is rather considerably strenuous to beat them in single combat. [color=#DF0101]"Another oddity- orcs normally travel with tribes."[/color] he said to no one in particular. It seemed like he was battling a whole party of something- gnolls or otherwise and managed to win... albeit falling unconscious. [color=#DF0101]"If what the dwarf says rings true, then this orc is not dead. He said that the orb [i]takes[/i] corpses? So it's safe to say, that he's not dead... yet."[/color] he continued, noticing the hoarse and subtle breathing of the orc. 

[color=#DF0101]"I will try Sir Hugh, though you might be able to do it, unless..."[/color] Artos prattled but stopped. instead placing a reassuring hand on Ellyn's shoulder.[color=#DF0101]"Alright, this spell, WILL suck up all of my remaining mana as it siphons alot. I have not fully mastered it, but I'll try."[/color] he continued,  [color=#DF0101]"Step back."[/color]
 
 Placing both his hands over the battered and beaten orc, jagged breaths paired with an alarming palpitation, he began to conjure the spell. [i][color=#DF0101]Magnus.. Sanitas.[/color][/i] Streaks of white light appeared beneath his palms and around his irises as the strong hum of magic reverberated throughout the plains. The orc groaned in pain as the flow of Artos' magic coursed through his veins, all throughout his body. After a couple of long, grueling minutes, the healing process came to an abrupt halt. Artos collapsed on the sandy floor. The mage had exerted what was left of his mana. Through labored breaths, he says [color=#DF0101]"W- Well, I- I've done all that my power wills me..."[/color] he continued, with the sun's unforgiving rays of light hitting his pale face as he laid still on the sandy terrain.[color=#DF0101]"Now we wait."[/color]