Katherine surveyed the docks as she entered the area. She was doing pretty good so far she thought. She hadn't tripped and fell in any mud puddles yet! Of course that meant that it was only a matter of time before it happened.... She watched a man in black step onto the docks and almost immediately get attacked. It was hard to tell from this distance, but she could make out blonde hair. And if they got attacked that quickly that could only mean he was Avenasian. Which meant that was likely who she was supposed to meet.

She took one last look at the picture before tucking it. She pointed at him, "I'm pretty sure that's him.... A few of you go fetch a healer. I'll do my best until you get there with real help. The rest of you come with me, and keep any more thugs off of him. Let's go!" she said, dashing to Tyme, her cape billowing behind her. As she headed towards him she saw him shooting fire balls at the thugs and then collapse. Fortunately, it seemed the thugs just ran away, though.

Kathy reached him before long and skidded to a step, kneeling down next to him. She rolled him over to inspect the wound. A stab in the gut, but that seemed to be all of his wounds. "Alright, Kathy, focus. You've done this spell a hundred times now...." she said, placing her hands above Tyme's stomach, and letting the warm, greenish light flow into the wound. She watched as it slowly heal up. After a while she let her hands drop and took a closer look to inpsect her work, "Did I do it right? I hope I made it in time..." she said, moving closer to his head, her wavy hair casting shadows over his face. She shook him lightly by the shoulder and spoke softly, "Hey, can you hear me? Are you okay?"