Time: 11 a.m.

Location: Beach in Riverport

Interactions: [@potter] Rue, [@Helo] Bowyn

Mentions:, [@potter] Saoirse [@Tae] Raven 

Equipment: Axes

Amas: 899

Arn had still been massaging the lovely winter lady when she began to stir.  One of his big calloused hands went to her forehead.  The back of his hand pressed against the soft skin.  At first he was concerned because she was cool almost cold to the touch.  Then he remembered that for one of her species, that was probably normal.  A thankful sigh escaped his lips as he brushed back Rue’s hair the more she came around.  Finding a dish cloth from the counter, he had begun to dab at the fairy’s forehead and face.  

[color=0054a6]“It appears you fainted due to heat stroke, Rue.  Please drink this.” [/color] The dwarf said in a calm bedside manner and handed her a drink.  [color=0054a6]“Please drink it slowly, I am not sure how much liquids you lost but we don’t want to overburden your stomach.”[/color]  He gave her a smile, glad she was ok. 

His arm crossed his line of sight and he managed to see his hairy appendage.  A sudden realization dawned on him…he had no shirt on.  What would Rue think waking up and seeing him leaning over her with no shirt on?  A red flush painted his face and he stood up not knowing what to do.  Thankfully, the sudden appearance of the wolf, Moony, monopolized the winter fairy lass attention.  He moved away as Bowyn approached.  

[color=00a99d]“Good work. Thank you.”[/color]

The sheer effort in that statement would have allowed Bowyn to move mountains or shift the very core of Avalia.  The compliment had painted an expression on the winter lad’s face that was akin to extreme pain.  Arns brown eyes held widened at the world shattering realization that Bowyn had actually paid him a compliment.  The dwarf blinked a few times before returning the nod of understanding.  It would not do to push his luck in building upon that statement to pursue a deeper bond with the lad. 

Instead he instead quickly told the fairy. [color=0054a6] “Keep her calm, her heart rate is still elevated.”[/color]  He walked off to find an orange, or pickle or something salty to replenish the sodium the winter lady probably had lost.  He also tried looking around for something that could pass for a covering but short of wrapping the table cloths around him like some sort of checkered and colorful cloak, there was nothing he could do.  

Resigned to his unceremonious appearance, he came back with a pretzel lightly dusted with salt.  He noticed that Bowyn had gotten another drink for Rue.  He silently commended the lad for his concern but as a medic he had to voice his warning as he offered her the pretzel.  “[color=0054a6]Miss Rue, please don’t drink that cold water too fast.  It would not do to change your temperature dramatically.”[/color]  Then remembering these were fairies who probably did not have the same biological processes as warmer blooded beings added.  [color=0054a6]“That is…unless cold is actually beneficial to you.” [/color]

The young soldier noticed the winds starting to die down and walked over to the windows.  There was no danger of flying debris anymore but the sand that had been picked up still lingered in the air.  It appeared that the red headed lass was holding the white haired one.  Turning to Bowyn and Rue he said in the most innocent and confused voice they had probably heard.  [color=0054a6]“I feel I missed something important.” [/color]