" Forth calling me short and a TROGG is the worst thing you could've done"
The faces of the two sentinels remained stone cold throughout the Gnome's bold rant. Mitonk's attemps to wrestle with Shani's arm that was holding him was reminiscent to that of a squirrel attempting to bend an iron lamp post.
" I'm wired with more of that big boom from earlier. Now if... "
...
It was not until Mitonk had said that that Shani's eyes suddenly opened wide. The Night Elf looked at the gnome with an expression of horror, before peering down at his torso to see his vest and shirt filled with tubes, packages and various assortments of other gear. This revelation suddenly sparked a paranoid expression on both of the elves faces.
An eerie silence fell over the Night Elves and the Gnome for a moment as Shani inspected him, before she suddenly pulled him from the wall!
"Leia, ash Fani 'o der Gnom farnor!"
Shani called out in Darnassian as Leia, the other sentinel grabbed Mitonk's arms as Shani slung the little gnome like a doll through the air. Ignoring any protests from the Gnome, the Night Elves shouted to each other in their elven language as they began to tear the Gnome's equipment and clothes off.
Mitonk was stripped down to his shoes and pants. The Gnome's equipment ended up forming a small pile under him at the Night Elves' feet, alongside his toolbox.
Holding the gnome up side down, they began to shake him around to loosen any items that may have been in his pockets.
"Take his evil tools, we will use them as evidence!" Shani ordered Leia, who moved to pick up the Gnome's gearbox, shoving a few of Mitonk's items into it in the process. Shani continued to hold the gnome firmly, before they began walking back the way they had entered.
"We will see how brave you are when answering to the Captain, midget!" Shani laughed triumphantly as she carried the Gnome with her.
*
Rithrynn peered down at Sherpa, moving her own hand around Sherpa's as he moved it up to her face.
"But I have so many questions to ask you!" She said. Although she hated the idea of letting Sherpa go, she also realized that if any of her sisters saw her with the High Elf, hell would open itself in her world.
Or Liaena for that matter. If the human girl saw her and Sherpa together, whatever sanity Liaena had left would most likely shatter like glass.
"Do you think we can meet again then?" She asked, holding Sherpa a little closer.
"I don't want to leave you so soon... "
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And so little Mitonk finally meets the Night Elves! xD
Shani and Leia charged out into the smoke filled corridor in pursuit of Donald, taking the right path as they had seen Donald do previously.
The tunnel was mostly empty, filled only with smoke and loose bricks that had recently been unhearted and thrown about by the explosion. The two Night Elves sprinted for a moment, before they realized that there was no longer any sign of Donald anywhere. The assassin had seemingly vanished into thin air.
"Where did he go!?" Leia asked frantically as she stared down the dust filled corridor ahead.
"Impossible, he can't be that fast!" Shani said, shaking her head in disbelief and confusion.
"Wait, who is... " It was Leia who suddenly became aware of the smaller figure that was standing just a couple of meters away from them. The Gnome Mitonk. In the time it would have taken a Goblin to accept a free gold coin, both of the sentinels had already converged on the small Gnome and surrounded him!
The two large Night Elves towered over Mitonk as they cornered him against the wall, glistering razor sharp swords pointed at his head while they were both glaring down at him with their silvery eyes as if he had been the devil himself!
"Who are you, midget?" Leia asked.
"Are you an assassin?"
"No, Gnomes can't be assassins, they're too short."
"He could be a collaborator. A helper of the damnable apes!"
"Indeed. Why else would he be hiding in this den of corruption!"
"You have chosen the wrong side, shorty!"
"Degenerated trogg!"
The Sentinel, Shani, suddenly reached forward and grabbed Mitonk by his torso, pulling him up and pinning him against the slimy wall while the rather furious Night Elf glared at him. If looks alone could kill, it would have been reasonable to assume that Mitonk would have been heavily on the dead scale by now.
"Silence is a regrettable sin under the circumstances, midget! Speak!"
The tunnel was mostly empty, filled only with smoke and loose bricks that had recently been unhearted and thrown about by the explosion. The two Night Elves sprinted for a moment, before they realized that there was no longer any sign of Donald anywhere. The assassin had seemingly vanished into thin air.
"Where did he go!?" Leia asked frantically as she stared down the dust filled corridor ahead.
"Impossible, he can't be that fast!" Shani said, shaking her head in disbelief and confusion.
"Wait, who is... " It was Leia who suddenly became aware of the smaller figure that was standing just a couple of meters away from them. The Gnome Mitonk. In the time it would have taken a Goblin to accept a free gold coin, both of the sentinels had already converged on the small Gnome and surrounded him!
The two large Night Elves towered over Mitonk as they cornered him against the wall, glistering razor sharp swords pointed at his head while they were both glaring down at him with their silvery eyes as if he had been the devil himself!
"Who are you, midget?" Leia asked.
"Are you an assassin?"
"No, Gnomes can't be assassins, they're too short."
"He could be a collaborator. A helper of the damnable apes!"
"Indeed. Why else would he be hiding in this den of corruption!"
"You have chosen the wrong side, shorty!"
"Degenerated trogg!"
The Sentinel, Shani, suddenly reached forward and grabbed Mitonk by his torso, pulling him up and pinning him against the slimy wall while the rather furious Night Elf glared at him. If looks alone could kill, it would have been reasonable to assume that Mitonk would have been heavily on the dead scale by now.
"Silence is a regrettable sin under the circumstances, midget! Speak!"
“It is good to see you again, Rithrynn.”
Rithrynn peered back at Sherpa, unsure how to continue.
This was after all a den of villainy and thievery, populated by cut throats, rogues and assassins. Not to mention the walking dead and spirits of the damned.
Even though Rithrynn could convince herself with a little stretch of her imagination that Sherpa did not have anything to do with the mentioned former, she found it much more difficult to absolve him of any connection to the latter.
After all, he was a Death Knight.
And Stormwind did not have a large population of dark practitioners, at least as far as Rithrynn was aware.
Yet, then again, this was perhaps a chance for her to solve all their problems?
Lowering her arms, Rithrynn eventually smiled back at Sherpa. Despite the circumstances, the unanswered questions and the suspicion, Rithrynn felt her old feelings for the man resurface as he smiled at her.
Without a warning, Rithrynn suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the High Elf, giving him a steely hug as she squeezed him against herself.
“I’m so glad to see you too!”
Rithrynn peered back at Sherpa, unsure how to continue.
This was after all a den of villainy and thievery, populated by cut throats, rogues and assassins. Not to mention the walking dead and spirits of the damned.
Even though Rithrynn could convince herself with a little stretch of her imagination that Sherpa did not have anything to do with the mentioned former, she found it much more difficult to absolve him of any connection to the latter.
After all, he was a Death Knight.
And Stormwind did not have a large population of dark practitioners, at least as far as Rithrynn was aware.
Yet, then again, this was perhaps a chance for her to solve all their problems?
Lowering her arms, Rithrynn eventually smiled back at Sherpa. Despite the circumstances, the unanswered questions and the suspicion, Rithrynn felt her old feelings for the man resurface as he smiled at her.
Without a warning, Rithrynn suddenly lunged forward and grabbed the High Elf, giving him a steely hug as she squeezed him against herself.
“I’m so glad to see you too!”
what sort of evil enterprise is Sherpa involved in then, Shaw?
is he going to take over Stormwind with fast food chains? xD
My actions are TOTALLY justified!
>:D
is he going to take over Stormwind with fast food chains? xD
Feychild said
Hi Drew :) I'm Fey. You should recognise me from all the OOC posts something along the lines of: "Feyyyy, you're being a slow butt", "Li ultra lazypants!" etc etcWelcome to the thread. Don't mind the Rithy, she doesn't bite (much) :p
My actions are TOTALLY justified!
>:D
Serphia looked like she was on the brink of exploding in Liaena’s presence. Fuming with rage, she suddenly launched her arm forth like a cannonball, grabbing Liaena by her collar and lifting her up from the ground.
“I have had it with your insolence you little shaine o’ferarn! Dain!” Serphia sneered as she shook Liaena back and forth around in the air.
But the Captain’s attention was suddenly diverted from the helpless human and onto the High Elf as Sharon ignited the unholy ritualistic circles spread out across the room.
This sudden act of magic seemed to shock the Captain as her jaw dropped for a moment.
“What are you doing, Quel’Dorei!?”
Serphia suddenly let go of Liaena, allowing the human to fall down to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Her chainmail may have been a boon against an attack, but it did not help very much against the forces of gravity. Rather, it was perhaps the opposite, as she crashed into the floor.
Walking over to Sharon, Serphia threw him an angry look.
“What is this supposed to mean!” The Captain demanded to know. It was one thing to tolerate magi. It was a completely different thing to tolerate magi who cast dangerous spells around her without as much as giving her a warning!
“This place is cursed! Leave it!”
*
Rithrynn immediately spun around, but froze in her track when she suddenly recognized Sherpa.
“Sherr?!” She gasped. Accidentally letting go of her arrow, it immediately flew straight past Sherpa’s head, the wind from the arrow gently pulling some of his hair back as it passed no more than a few inches away from him.
“Daaarnnnn it… “
“Uhm… sorry, I shot yo-, no, I mean, sorry. I did not intend to do that!” Rithrynn was quick to explain as Sherpa stared in the space next to his head where the arrow had just passed. Had he merely been standing a few inches to the left, it might very well have traveled through his skull!
Placing her bow around her torso, Rithrynn took two steps forward towards the High Elf, before pausing.
“Sherpa… what are you doing here?” Rithrynn asked with a bewildered look on her face.
“Are you… are you in league with the assassins?!”
“I have had it with your insolence you little shaine o’ferarn! Dain!” Serphia sneered as she shook Liaena back and forth around in the air.
But the Captain’s attention was suddenly diverted from the helpless human and onto the High Elf as Sharon ignited the unholy ritualistic circles spread out across the room.
This sudden act of magic seemed to shock the Captain as her jaw dropped for a moment.
“What are you doing, Quel’Dorei!?”
Serphia suddenly let go of Liaena, allowing the human to fall down to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Her chainmail may have been a boon against an attack, but it did not help very much against the forces of gravity. Rather, it was perhaps the opposite, as she crashed into the floor.
Walking over to Sharon, Serphia threw him an angry look.
“What is this supposed to mean!” The Captain demanded to know. It was one thing to tolerate magi. It was a completely different thing to tolerate magi who cast dangerous spells around her without as much as giving her a warning!
“This place is cursed! Leave it!”
*
Rithrynn immediately spun around, but froze in her track when she suddenly recognized Sherpa.
“Sherr?!” She gasped. Accidentally letting go of her arrow, it immediately flew straight past Sherpa’s head, the wind from the arrow gently pulling some of his hair back as it passed no more than a few inches away from him.
“Daaarnnnn it… “
“Uhm… sorry, I shot yo-, no, I mean, sorry. I did not intend to do that!” Rithrynn was quick to explain as Sherpa stared in the space next to his head where the arrow had just passed. Had he merely been standing a few inches to the left, it might very well have traveled through his skull!
Placing her bow around her torso, Rithrynn took two steps forward towards the High Elf, before pausing.
“Sherpa… what are you doing here?” Rithrynn asked with a bewildered look on her face.
“Are you… are you in league with the assassins?!”
Vashi had been watching the conversation when Greymoon suddenly approached her, asking her for a lift. At first, the Night Elven Magi wasn't sure; but as she saw the temper of the debate rising, Vashi realized that the less she had to do with the conversation between Liaena and the Captain, the better!
"Oh, I can!" She quickly said, turning to face the human noble. Pointing her staff at the man, she muttered a short enchantment, and suddenly Lord Greymoon would himself being raised up from the ground as if by invisible hands.
Controlling the spell with her staff, Vashi pulled the human up into the air and moved him carefully over towards the balcony before she cancelled the spell, allowing the old man to land safely on the ledge.
Meanwhile, at the actual conversation; Serphia's face looked nothing but outright offended, as if the intrepid little human had just called her very honor into question. Glaring down at the human with eyes burning with righteous anger, the Captain stepped forward as well. The Captain towered over the short human girl, dwarfing her presence in the room with that of her own.
"Are you calling me reckless?" Serphia asked as she glared down at the human. Any attempt from Sharon to defuse the situation failed as Serphia seemed to ignore his very existence at the moment. It seemed like in Serphia's world, the only two things that existed right now was Liaena, and her divine resentment towards the former.
"I have known war for over a millennium - something your short lived human brain cannot even begin to comprehend. I have fought against degenerated beasts, hellish demons, the undying legions of the scourge and the savage animals of the Horde. And in every single fight, I have endured."
Serphia leaned forward, lowering herself a little as to peer down into Liaena's face.
"I know how to gauge the enemy. We may have suffered injuries, but they have lost scores of their own. I know how you humans think. You like to sit in your stone castles, avoid conflict whenever possible, and avoid the killing ground. Your unwillingness to risk danger is the reason your kingdoms fell. It is the reason why you never managed to exterminate the orcs. You may know the importance of defense, but you have no notion of attack. If you do not finish your enemy, it will run away, lick their wounds, and come again. Again, and again, and again."
Serphia glared at Liaena, before standing back up again.
"I will get out of here. Don't give me any reason to regret that decision."
*
Rithrynn immediately saw the mysterious man at the end of the corridor and spontaneously raised her bow and arrow at the ready to fire. But that was when she suddenly catched a glimpse of the elf's face, and recognized who it was!
"By Elune?!"
In that moment, every single thought in Rithrynn's head had immediately evaporated when she recognized that it was Sherpa, and her heart skipped a beat.
The Nigh Elf merely stared in surprised as Sherpa for the few seconds he was visible, before he disappeared around the other corner. It was not until he had done so that Rithrynn suddenly let go off her arrow without a thought, letting it fly through the air and pin itself into the bricks of the wall behind where Sherpa just had stood. It took a moment for Rithrynn to realize what had just happened, or that she had even fired off an arrow for that matter.
"Shani! Leia!" Rithrynn called out into the tunnel where her sisters had previously gone in pursuit of the fleeing assassin, but she got no response. They were probably far away already in their hunt for the assassin.
At that moment, the Night Elf felt a strong sense of ambivalence. A part of her itched to pursue Sherpa through the tunnel. But another part of her wanted her to follow her sisters instead, which would probably be a lot safer.
But if she did, she would also lose this potential opportunity. She had not seen Sherpa in ages, and she had so many questions! What was he doing in the sewers? Was he involved with the assassins? Was Liaena right?
RIthrynn wasn't even sure if what she had seen was real, or if she was just imagining things, but she decided against her better instincts to follow.
For all she knew, it might just have been another one of the assassins she had mistaken for Sherpa. In any case, she did not intend to take any unnecessary risks and placed another arrow into her bow before she quickly walked down through the sewer tunnel in the direction that she had last seen Sherpa go. Sherpa had been walking after all, so she should be able to catch up with him shortly.
"Oh, I can!" She quickly said, turning to face the human noble. Pointing her staff at the man, she muttered a short enchantment, and suddenly Lord Greymoon would himself being raised up from the ground as if by invisible hands.
Controlling the spell with her staff, Vashi pulled the human up into the air and moved him carefully over towards the balcony before she cancelled the spell, allowing the old man to land safely on the ledge.
Meanwhile, at the actual conversation; Serphia's face looked nothing but outright offended, as if the intrepid little human had just called her very honor into question. Glaring down at the human with eyes burning with righteous anger, the Captain stepped forward as well. The Captain towered over the short human girl, dwarfing her presence in the room with that of her own.
"Are you calling me reckless?" Serphia asked as she glared down at the human. Any attempt from Sharon to defuse the situation failed as Serphia seemed to ignore his very existence at the moment. It seemed like in Serphia's world, the only two things that existed right now was Liaena, and her divine resentment towards the former.
"I have known war for over a millennium - something your short lived human brain cannot even begin to comprehend. I have fought against degenerated beasts, hellish demons, the undying legions of the scourge and the savage animals of the Horde. And in every single fight, I have endured."
Serphia leaned forward, lowering herself a little as to peer down into Liaena's face.
"I know how to gauge the enemy. We may have suffered injuries, but they have lost scores of their own. I know how you humans think. You like to sit in your stone castles, avoid conflict whenever possible, and avoid the killing ground. Your unwillingness to risk danger is the reason your kingdoms fell. It is the reason why you never managed to exterminate the orcs. You may know the importance of defense, but you have no notion of attack. If you do not finish your enemy, it will run away, lick their wounds, and come again. Again, and again, and again."
Serphia glared at Liaena, before standing back up again.
"I will get out of here. Don't give me any reason to regret that decision."
*
Rithrynn immediately saw the mysterious man at the end of the corridor and spontaneously raised her bow and arrow at the ready to fire. But that was when she suddenly catched a glimpse of the elf's face, and recognized who it was!
"By Elune?!"
In that moment, every single thought in Rithrynn's head had immediately evaporated when she recognized that it was Sherpa, and her heart skipped a beat.
The Nigh Elf merely stared in surprised as Sherpa for the few seconds he was visible, before he disappeared around the other corner. It was not until he had done so that Rithrynn suddenly let go off her arrow without a thought, letting it fly through the air and pin itself into the bricks of the wall behind where Sherpa just had stood. It took a moment for Rithrynn to realize what had just happened, or that she had even fired off an arrow for that matter.
"Shani! Leia!" Rithrynn called out into the tunnel where her sisters had previously gone in pursuit of the fleeing assassin, but she got no response. They were probably far away already in their hunt for the assassin.
At that moment, the Night Elf felt a strong sense of ambivalence. A part of her itched to pursue Sherpa through the tunnel. But another part of her wanted her to follow her sisters instead, which would probably be a lot safer.
But if she did, she would also lose this potential opportunity. She had not seen Sherpa in ages, and she had so many questions! What was he doing in the sewers? Was he involved with the assassins? Was Liaena right?
RIthrynn wasn't even sure if what she had seen was real, or if she was just imagining things, but she decided against her better instincts to follow.
For all she knew, it might just have been another one of the assassins she had mistaken for Sherpa. In any case, she did not intend to take any unnecessary risks and placed another arrow into her bow before she quickly walked down through the sewer tunnel in the direction that she had last seen Sherpa go. Sherpa had been walking after all, so she should be able to catch up with him shortly.
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Serphia had not emitted as much as a slight grimace during the healing process. But when her eyes eventually returned to Liaena after having been gazing past her and Vashi, they looked bloodshot past their silver shimmer.
Although her face was cold and hard as steel, every single muscle of the Captain's body was tense, much to the dismay of Falere who at the moment probably didn't feel much better than Serphia herself. Even though Captain gave no obvious sign of immediate discomfort, it was pretty clear that from the lack of words all her energies were focused on not showing any weakness in the presence of Vashi and Liaena.
"You probably want to take it slow from now on. The wound needs rest, and we need to keep it clean for the regenerative salve to be applied once we get back." Vashi tried to explain to her Captain, but it was all for naught when the assassin in the custody of Sentinel Leila suddenly wrestled himself from her grip and fled. When she saw this, Serphia immediately bounced off the rock to stand up, knocking Vashi over in the process.
"STOP HIM! KILL HIM IF NECESSARY! ... owwwh."
Donald's audacious escape attempt had caused an immediate reaction from the other elves in the room; as their necks immediately snapped around as they turned to see Donald escape through the fading gas cloud.
The looks on the elves face carried a strong reminiscent to that of a line of war dogs that had just seen a cat sprint away!
Although Serphia had seemed like she was about to charge after the fleeing assassin herself, she instead leaned back towards the wall; holding a hand over the bandage with a slight grimace on her face.
"Ash fe'Nar belenar, O dei! SHAAAAAAI!" Sounded a combined warcry from Rithrynn, Shani and Leia as all three sentinels immediately charged after the assassin through the cloud that was now almost gone. With weapons drawn, swords glistering with sharpness and cruel arrows at the ready, the sentinels charged full of zeal down through the stairs after Donald, hellbent on capturing him on the Captain's orders.
"Y-you mustn't move about so much, mistress!" Vashi stammered as she scrambled to her feet after having been knocked over, the Night Elven magi throwing her Captain a look of concern.
"Let your warriors do th,-"
"What are you, the master of the obvious?!"
The Captain sneered angrily back at Vashi, clearly unhappy about her current situation. Eventually; after having just barked Vashi down; the Captain's eyes drifted over to Sharon, as she had noticed the gash on the High Elf's hand.
"And shouldn't you be tending to the High Elf's wound now? I said we'd keep him alive, and I don't intend to change that now."
Although her face was cold and hard as steel, every single muscle of the Captain's body was tense, much to the dismay of Falere who at the moment probably didn't feel much better than Serphia herself. Even though Captain gave no obvious sign of immediate discomfort, it was pretty clear that from the lack of words all her energies were focused on not showing any weakness in the presence of Vashi and Liaena.
"You probably want to take it slow from now on. The wound needs rest, and we need to keep it clean for the regenerative salve to be applied once we get back." Vashi tried to explain to her Captain, but it was all for naught when the assassin in the custody of Sentinel Leila suddenly wrestled himself from her grip and fled. When she saw this, Serphia immediately bounced off the rock to stand up, knocking Vashi over in the process.
"STOP HIM! KILL HIM IF NECESSARY! ... owwwh."
Donald's audacious escape attempt had caused an immediate reaction from the other elves in the room; as their necks immediately snapped around as they turned to see Donald escape through the fading gas cloud.
The looks on the elves face carried a strong reminiscent to that of a line of war dogs that had just seen a cat sprint away!
Although Serphia had seemed like she was about to charge after the fleeing assassin herself, she instead leaned back towards the wall; holding a hand over the bandage with a slight grimace on her face.
"Ash fe'Nar belenar, O dei! SHAAAAAAI!" Sounded a combined warcry from Rithrynn, Shani and Leia as all three sentinels immediately charged after the assassin through the cloud that was now almost gone. With weapons drawn, swords glistering with sharpness and cruel arrows at the ready, the sentinels charged full of zeal down through the stairs after Donald, hellbent on capturing him on the Captain's orders.
"Y-you mustn't move about so much, mistress!" Vashi stammered as she scrambled to her feet after having been knocked over, the Night Elven magi throwing her Captain a look of concern.
"Let your warriors do th,-"
"What are you, the master of the obvious?!"
The Captain sneered angrily back at Vashi, clearly unhappy about her current situation. Eventually; after having just barked Vashi down; the Captain's eyes drifted over to Sharon, as she had noticed the gash on the High Elf's hand.
"And shouldn't you be tending to the High Elf's wound now? I said we'd keep him alive, and I don't intend to change that now."
Serphia glared back at Liaena's offer of help with utter suspicion, eyeing her as if the human had just offered her a cup of poison.
"Ehh, I can fix it." Vashi suddenly intruded as she stepped up to the two women, before tilting her head over to Liaena.
"But I would work better with an assistant. And I have no medical supplies."
Vashi explained as she motioned towards her garbs and armor, which consisted little more than enchanted trinkets and the occasional sheet of scribbles.
"I can help too!" Rithrynn exclaimed!
"NO!"
"NO!"
The Sentinel's offer was immediately shot out of the sky by both Vashi and Serphia simultaneously, at which point Rithrynn slowly lowered her hand as she cast a shy look at the group, before stepping back and turning away.
Serphia bit the inside of her cheek as she gazed at the pair. She didn't like mages. She didn't like humans. Yet they were the only ones she had to really help her in the situation. The last thing she wanted to was having to enlist the aid of Rithrynn or any of the other sisters in the room. Honest and loyal as they may be, when it came to first aid or even medicine in general she'd rather rely on a blind ogre! The latter would probably be considerably less painful as well.
"I really can't leave the wound. Not here, in a stinking human sewer."
"Very well." Serphia finally said, a sense of hesitation in her voice before the Captain stood up and walked over to a fallen rock to sit down on it. Vashi quickly stepped over to her Captain, pulling Liaena with her. The Magi placed herself strategically next to the Captain where she was least likely of being hit by any of Serphia's knee jerk reaction when they began. Serphia unbuttoned her silk adorned woolen coat around the wound to give Vashi and Liaena access to the wound.
"What weapon?"
Vashi asked as she peered at the wound, as deep purple blood was still gushing out of it.
"Firearm. The coward's weapon, of course."
"Yes, I know. It's a dishonorable weapon." Vashi said with a sympathetic voice as she brought up a dagger, summoning a small flame under it to heat it up.
"At least they cannot hold more than one bullet, and are slow. Imagine if they could ever hold more than that; it would be the day all skill and dignity disappeared from the world!"
Suddenly pausing, Vashi peered at Liaena.
"I'll cast a magnetic spell to pull the bullet out... "
"If you pull out anything more than that, I WILL kill you, Vashi... "
Vashi's eyes twitched towards her Captain at the sound of her warning, though her head stood facing Liaena nonetheless. It was no secret that Serphia had never been a great fan of magic users in general, and considering that she was about to receive a medical treatment by a mage and a monkey, it was safe to assume that the Captain was anything but thrilled at the situation.
Eventually returning her gaze to Liaena, the Magi continued.
" ... I'll pull it out. Once I do, you help me with the wound. You have some bandages and antiseptics, do you?"
"Ehh, I can fix it." Vashi suddenly intruded as she stepped up to the two women, before tilting her head over to Liaena.
"But I would work better with an assistant. And I have no medical supplies."
Vashi explained as she motioned towards her garbs and armor, which consisted little more than enchanted trinkets and the occasional sheet of scribbles.
"I can help too!" Rithrynn exclaimed!
"NO!"
"NO!"
The Sentinel's offer was immediately shot out of the sky by both Vashi and Serphia simultaneously, at which point Rithrynn slowly lowered her hand as she cast a shy look at the group, before stepping back and turning away.
Serphia bit the inside of her cheek as she gazed at the pair. She didn't like mages. She didn't like humans. Yet they were the only ones she had to really help her in the situation. The last thing she wanted to was having to enlist the aid of Rithrynn or any of the other sisters in the room. Honest and loyal as they may be, when it came to first aid or even medicine in general she'd rather rely on a blind ogre! The latter would probably be considerably less painful as well.
"I really can't leave the wound. Not here, in a stinking human sewer."
"Very well." Serphia finally said, a sense of hesitation in her voice before the Captain stood up and walked over to a fallen rock to sit down on it. Vashi quickly stepped over to her Captain, pulling Liaena with her. The Magi placed herself strategically next to the Captain where she was least likely of being hit by any of Serphia's knee jerk reaction when they began. Serphia unbuttoned her silk adorned woolen coat around the wound to give Vashi and Liaena access to the wound.
"What weapon?"
Vashi asked as she peered at the wound, as deep purple blood was still gushing out of it.
"Firearm. The coward's weapon, of course."
"Yes, I know. It's a dishonorable weapon." Vashi said with a sympathetic voice as she brought up a dagger, summoning a small flame under it to heat it up.
"At least they cannot hold more than one bullet, and are slow. Imagine if they could ever hold more than that; it would be the day all skill and dignity disappeared from the world!"
Suddenly pausing, Vashi peered at Liaena.
"I'll cast a magnetic spell to pull the bullet out... "
"If you pull out anything more than that, I WILL kill you, Vashi... "
Vashi's eyes twitched towards her Captain at the sound of her warning, though her head stood facing Liaena nonetheless. It was no secret that Serphia had never been a great fan of magic users in general, and considering that she was about to receive a medical treatment by a mage and a monkey, it was safe to assume that the Captain was anything but thrilled at the situation.
Eventually returning her gaze to Liaena, the Magi continued.
" ... I'll pull it out. Once I do, you help me with the wound. You have some bandages and antiseptics, do you?"
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