[@Aristocles] [@Pandalope]

Tovo grimaced, trying to stop the feeling of pain distracting him from riding the pig; hand clutched over the wound, trying to staunch the flow...but try as he could, the injury could not be ignored. His labored breaths filled the air as sweat poured down his his whole body. Soon his eyes could barely focus looking forward. He could not go any further. Without any medical aid, he would be dead in under an hour. His lucky stick falls out of his mouth and onto the grassy floor of the forest. Unconsciously, he reached for it and fell off the pig. The fall was a short one but he swears that falling to the ground was by far the most painful feeling he had the displeasure of experiencing. The pig's trot stops briefly as it turns to face it's former rider. For a moment one could even say that the beast was worried about the goblin, then again pigs were known to be omnivorous. Maybe it was hungry?

"Graaaah!" 

Tovo let out a scream of agony as he felt the metal tip of the bolt go a little deeper into his body. The labored breaths turn into desperate wheezing. Tovo really wanted to breathe so badly but every breath hurt. Even through the pain, he dragged himself to where the stick fell. Thinking this moment would be his last time grasped it tightly, willed himself to a kneeling position and placed it to his head and closing his eyes. The familiar feeling comforted him...and the voice told him to look at the tree in front of him. Tovo's eyelids weighed heavily, but he complied to the voice. It had never failed him before, why would it now? He felt his mouth curve up to a smile as he saw a Lunar Violet growing on the shaded side of the tree. He knew what the flower did. I'd put him in a death like sleep that would stop him from bleeding out. He knew the risks of ingesting an improper amount would kill him, but now its the best chance he had of living.

He reaches out to a petal of the Lunar Violet and with a quick tug, he pulls a single pale violet petal. He puts it in his mouth and chews the petal. He feels very tired and tries to get as comfortable as he could.

He lets out a weak smile before one last thought fills his clouded and tired mind. 

'I...I hope the others are safe...'