Ha-nul blinked up at his newest team-mate, bemused. [color=4bc7cf]“Go ahead,”[/color] he said, and watched as the medic (doctor? Healer? Rang wasn’t certain) re-bandaged his wounds. [color=4bc7cf]“Thanks,”[/color] he said, a grin spreading. It did feel better done; there was more support to his ribs now, and Ha-nul thought he could move rather decently. [color=4bc7cf]“I won’t forget this, so I’ll help you out next time you need it,”[/color] he promised. Privately, he thought he’d also need to save much more money if he wanted to get something that could speed up the healing of his bones.

Just as he stood up, a trio of males came over to introduce themselves. [color=4bc7cf][i]Must be checking out the competition,[/i][/color] he though with a smile. One of them was an armored swordsman named Markano, one was a Khun, and the last one, Kaz, was apparently a Silver Dwarf. [color=4bc7cf][i]What an interesting group.[/i][/color] Seeing no reason not to get acquainted with them, the boy offered, [color=4bc7cf]“Heya, I’m Ha-nul Rang. Too much free time on your hands, eh?”[/color] he joked.

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