[Color=gray][center][h1][Color=silver]M[/color][Color=lightblue]i[/color][Color=cornflowerblue]r[/color][color=green]i[/color][color=mediumpurple]s[/color][/h1] [Img]https://i.imgur.com/qDMVZHa.png[/Img][/center] [Color=darkturquoise]Race: [/color]Changeling [Color=green]Class:[/color] Part-Time Fighter [Color=cornflowerblue]Location:[/color] Upper Viewing Lounge, Airship to Khorvaire [b][color=white]Interactions:[/color][/b] [b][color=white]Mentions:[/color][/b] Menzai, Arya, Bastion, Gears, [@samreaper], [@Tae], [@Oso], [@potter] [Color=tan]Equipment:[/color] [hider=Equipment] [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Lots of Clothes [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Arming sword [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Battle-axe [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Mace [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Daggers [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Bow & Arrows [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Shortsword [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Leather Armor [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Half-plate Armor [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Hide Armor [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Toolkit [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Camping Equipment [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Locked chest filled with old trinkets that ARE NOT FOR SALE [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Magnifying glass [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Diary [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Sketchbook [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Pencils [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Dried and Cured Meats [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Nuts [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Second Locked Chest with self-care products [Color=mediumpurple]⋆[/color] Bag of holding[/hider] [Color=lightblue]Attire:[/color] beige trousers, brown tunic, and worn brown boots [color=brown]Gold Balance:[/color] 3 (on hand) [Color=silver]Injuries:[/color] None currently [Color=white]Current Persona:[/color] [b][color=silver]Wendel[/color][/b] [hr] Eyes as sharp as the blade of Malik’s sword, Wendel kept his wits about him as he surveyed the dying battle. The number of threats had shrunk against the wills of the brave few who stood against them, but not without loss. Arya, Bastion, and Menzai had their respective wounds despite their valiant efforts. [Color=silver]“Menzai…”[/color] He breathed out upon witnessing the untamed bloodlust of the shifter who had maintained such a calm demeanor. He knew how grievous wounds and battle in general could change a person, but this was… The shifter was almost unrecognizable as he crushed the skull of his adversary in his jaws. [I][u][color=white]He’s a monster! I’ve seen cutthroats, beast slayers, and a bunch of other evil shit, but he's just different. He revels in bloodshed. He embraces it like a gift or something. Just be glad you didn't meet him and just pray he doesn't get us into something we can't fix.[/color][/u][/i] Wendel shook the excerpt from his memory. He wouldn't let what he knew about another person judge another. Not now. Instead, he carefully made his way over to the shifter after he had collapsed. Bastion reached him first, moving promptly as if he weren't such a fortress of a being. [color=ee82ed]“N-No…not now. I- must…get to Ar- no..Ph..I can’t…just lie..here…”[/color] Th Warforged offered him the perfect reply, being simple yet enough to ensure Menzai’s will would be undertaken. Menzai. He was not like [i]him[/I]. Not a monster but a protector. One who was willing to be as vicious as a demon while still bearing the warmest of hearts. He moved to reach out toward Menzai but their assailants did not desire a moment of calm from them. With a gruff grunt, he turned to face them, but just as quickly as the masked enemies drew upon them, they vanished, seemingly from powers greater than their own. [Color=silver]“Strange…”[/color] He muttered, still staring in the direction of where the assailants once stood. It wasn't until Bastion spoke again, that Wendel pulled his attention from any musings about the mysterious masked attackers. [color=30A4D9]“You two… Please make sure this warrior receives medical attention, and do what you can for the other passengers. Thank you for your bravery today. I’ll be back, hopefully with the girls.”[/color] [Color=silver]“Of course, Bastion. Tread carefully, my friend.”[/color] Bastion was already moving again, prompting Wendel to address Menzai. [Color=silver]“Ayra, I am far from a medic, but I will not fail this man today. Assist me if you are able.”[/color] Wendel laid down his sword and took a quick scan of the wolf’s body while digging his hands into his satchel. [Color=silver]“Come on, there has to be… Yes!”[/color] With a grunt, Wendel pulled out a lavish purple silk dress. Strangely, his instincts screamed at him with a shrill not to put it back, but he didn't let him stop from tearing the garment for use with his bare hands. He opened up Menzai’s haori, exposing his shoulder wounds and a shallow scrape across his chest. Wendel felt like he should use a disinfectant first, but the bleeding alarmed him too much to wait to make a request. He tore at the dress again before using one piece of the purple fabric to soak up the blood on his right shoulder and another lengthier piece to wrap around and beneath his armpit. He had to slightly lift Menzai, but Wendel wasn't going to let the idea of getting closer to Menzai than either of them wanted to deter him. Not only that, but he was only grateful he wasn't performing this so rapidly on a woman. The dwarf probably would have likely forgotten how to breathe. [Color=silver]“Stay with me, Menzai. I know you want to be the one to explain this to Phia. I’m sure the young lass would be much too worried about you for your liking.”[/color] Wendel said as he worked on the other shoulder. [Color=silver]“I need more to really secure this, so I’m going to sit you up. Please help me if y-”[/color] Bright rays of light shined from his rear, and he might have turned around immediately to face its radiance if it weren't for the odd sensation that struck just below his nape. Wendel tensed up, wincing at the feeling, and for a brief moment, his skin paled in reaction to the shard of the crystal embedding itself into his skin. 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