[h2][center][color=00ff66]Calanon[/color] (& Brogach)[/center][/h2] 
                                                                                             [color=00ff66]Location:[/color]Beside the Cave
                                                                                          [color=00ff66]Interacting with:[/color]Satilla

His arrows seemed to have very little effect on the creature, but that did not seem to matter too much in the long run. Well, save for the fact that he might need to go collect those arrows later, but in either case. The beast had literally exploded in blood, all over Keystone and Satilla. Calanon certainly did not envy them, he had to admit. First thing was first, and he let out a great whistle. Within moments, a shaken Brogach trotted up to him, looking positively guilty. 

Calanon's hand upon his snout soothed the Elk. "[color=00ff66]I blame you not, friend. This night has been full of unnatural blights.[/color]" Brogach let out a large breath, and nuzzled the Elf's hand. Once they were on the same page, Calanon heard a great sputtering as Keystone nearly drowned himself in alcohol, and then stomped his way over to Sana. Calanon shook his head, figuring Sana would be fine in the long run. He wondered if Keystone knew of his fondness for her, or he was oblivious to what was obvious to the rest of them. 

Satilla! Calanon saw her soaked in blood, and knew that he should go and help her, if nothing else. Yes she would need to see to Sana, and soon. However he could do his best for her in the meantime. He grabbed his water bottle and bounded over to where Satilla was, holding out his water bottle for her. "[color=00ff66]Sip and wash yourself, friend.[/color]"