[h2][color=cyan]Leith Calder[/color] [i]Lyn's Hunt[/i][/h2]

Leith was correct. Almost as soon as he mentioned the Herbamancer, the man started his attack. The grass around him and E'nasha started growing and moved to entangle them. The first thing that needed to be done was stop the grass. The girl threw a few seeds in the direction of the man and they started growing mid flight. Leith shook his head when E'nasha offered him her hand. [color=cyan]”That's not going to hold him off for long enough. He can turn into a swarm of bugs and reform quite quickly. Not to mention my leg is broken. I wouldn't be able to get too far."[/color] Leith frowned as he racked his brain for ideas. Conventional attacks were out of the equation since the man could turn into a swarm of bugs, but they couldn't deal with him until they dealt with the grass. 

If he had a way of making a lot of fire quickly, he could scorch the earth around them and stall for some time. But the only scorched earth he could make was... That could work. Leith started small. He raised his hand over a small patch of grass and made a pulling motion. Beads of water started escaping the grass. The color started draining from the blades of grass and after a few moments, the grass was a dull brown. He brushed the patch of grass and they were brittle to the touch.

Leith took a few breaths to prepare himself for what he was going to do. He turned his hands palm up and moved them as if he was lifting something. Beads of water rose from the ground and grass and coalesced into a ball roughly the size of his head. He made a shoving motion and the ball of water went flying into the distance, breaking apart as it lost its cohesion. Leith repeated the process over and over agin, slowly draining the water from both the grass and the ground around and beneath him and E'nasha

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[h2][color=#C19A6B]Darius Jura[/color] [i]Catacombs[/i][/h2]

Darius nodded when the Naga moved his hands out of the way for him to deal with the wood elf's wound, or wounds as he quickly discovered by the shifting he felt when he grabbed her shoulder. He used the cloth to wipe away the blood and gauge how much the girl was bleeding. It wasn't bleeding fast, but it was a steady flow. He covered the wound with one hand and reached into the kit at her side and grabbed a bottle and three more bandages. He hung the bandages over his shoulder and inspected the bottle. The bottle was unmarked so Darius opened it and gave it a smell. He recoiled at the strong smell of the disinfectant, but that was what he was looking for. 

He removed the bloodied cloth from the elf's shoulder and dropped it on the ground. He then grabbed one of the clean bandages from his shoulder and doused it in the contents of the bottle. He then grabbed the herbs that helped with clotting and covered one side of the doused bandage with them. The bandage was then pressed to the wound and the elf started complaining. Darius stayed silent as he grabbed the second bandage and wrapped it around the first bandage tightly. He then grabbed the third bandage and made a sling from it which he put around the girl's neck and set her arm in it. 

With that done Darius, grabbed another bandage from the kit to wipe the blood off his hands and looked towards the Headmaster who had arrived while he was treating the elf's wounds. The Esyire asked who was worse off when it came to wounds [color=#C19A6B]"He is,"[/color] Darius spoke up and nodded towards the unconscious man. [color=#C19A6B]"He was fighting the Ridge Hounds with no sense of caution. The elf's injury was large but she will not die during the walk to the medical wing."[/color]