[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Raugar[/color][/h1][/center]

[color=7ea7d8]"Hmm, you're awake."[/color] Raugar said. An orc? how could he have ever mistook an orc for an elf? She was aggressive, though some of the others tried to calm her down. Given her injuries, he was surprised she was conscious. He accepted the javelin from Angus in surprise, having thought it lost in the storm, and thanked him for recovering it. [color=7ea7d8]"Well, as you have heard, we have no quarrel with you, orc."[/color] he said turning back to the glowering woman. He raised a gauntleted hand, and a tiny nimbus of light surrounded his fingers. [color=7ea7d8] "It seems like you got caught in the rain."[/color] he said dryly.[color=7ea7d8] "I am a healer. But I also don't want my fingers bitten off. If you stay peaceful, ill get you back on your feet, what say you?"[/color]

(OOC: In the interests of not posting twice, if she accepts, Raugar places a hand carefully on her wound and heals her for 7hp)