... This was not what I had in mind for today.

[haradrim]

*emerges blinking from the network of crumbling cellars beneath the Steward's Quarters, dark robes floured with dust and a heavily bleeding Halbarad draped around one shoulder -- hopefully, Gorlim is close behind

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[mercifulangel13]

oh gracious you startled me *sees the wounded man* Oh! Oh my gracious, oh dear, all right, please, it is all right, I am a healer I will take care of him. Thank you. Here lay him down. I will tend to him. Have no worries.

[halbarad]

Halbarad peers at Lorie through slitted lids, his vision clouded just as badly as when he first woke after his accident. Several of his wounds have reopened beneath his bandages. The only thing holding him up is the strong support of the stranger's arm. His breath comes in ragged, fatigued gasps, and the pain of his torn stitches pulls at him, making him almost wish for unconsciousness.

[mercifulangel13]

Sshhh its all right Halbarad *smiles gently* You're very safe, stay with me. I will help you. *softly whispers, gently runs a hand down your cheek* You are bleeding badly, but you will be fine. *removes old bandages, opens water flask, pours just a small amount, enough to clean the wounds* Sshh you will be all right. I promise you *whispers gently* I will not leave your side. Until I feel I may.

[haradrim]

*looks on seemingly impassive, but with the wary tenseness of someone who expected to be far away by now*

He will live? But...not on the ground, not here. I will carry him where you want, but quickly. I should not stay.

*picks up Halbarad with an grunt of effort*

Show me where.