romamaro
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Lloyd nodded. "Right. Got it. We'll be here!" He called after Sandra, watching her bright hair disappear into the crowd. Things escalated rather quickly after that. Lloyd darted out into the crowd, pulling back people who ended up pretty badly beat, and Robert knew a little bit about first aid and a pain-relieving spell. There were one or two mages who knew some good spell, and a few people who knew proper first aid without having to refer to a manual, but the fights were rather vicious and the tent was filling.
"Where's her friend? We need more hands!" Robert called, fixing an improvised tourniquet around a dwarf's forearm.
Lloyd stretched himself taller, looking over the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of curly red hair. "I can't see her!" He shouted back.
Robert shouted out in frustration. He angrily tore the two rings off his finger and shoved them in Lloyd's direction. "Give these to people who need them! Try and break some fights up!"
Lloyd stared at the ring for a moment. "Will you be okay without them?" He asked, slipping them next to his own rings.
"Yes! I'll be here!" Robert said, lightly pushing Lloyd out of the tent.
Lloyd span on his heel, the rings tight on his fingers. He lifted his hand up to his mouth, whispered a simple incantation, and like that a sort of misty-shield took over his body. It would heal him a tiny bit if he got hit, but not for very long and not that well. Having been bought from a shady figure on the street for a bit of a reduced price, that wasn't really a surprise. After the charm was said, the ring dissolved from his finger. He rushed into the fray, dragging two of the worst looking people out of the fight and forcing the rings onto their fingers, then shoving them towards the first-aid tent. He got hit a few times, but the charm stopped them from being too bad. He managed to break up one or two minor fights, but he didn't have the authority to stop any big ones.
There was one more ring left, and Lloyd wanted to make sure it went to the best person possible. His spell had already worn off on him, and for a moment there was temptation to use it for himself. Before he could fully think on this, he heard a scream. It was an instant decision; someone who screamed like that definitely needed the ring. He zipped off in the direction he heard it from, his long legs coming in handy. He saw the lady, curled on the ground, being defended by a dwarf; not only the same one he saw starting the fight, but also the one who had been speaking at the original meeting the previous week. He grit his teeth, wondering for a moment wether the ring would be better on the caster or the dwarf. He didn't have time to wonder, though, so he lunged forward, grabbing the lady's hand. He shoved the ring onto her finger, said the incantation, and then struggled to lift her up, not confident in her ability to walk. He looked to the dwarf, jaw tight. "Don't give them a reason to kick us out!" He shouted.
"Where's her friend? We need more hands!" Robert called, fixing an improvised tourniquet around a dwarf's forearm.
Lloyd stretched himself taller, looking over the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of curly red hair. "I can't see her!" He shouted back.
Robert shouted out in frustration. He angrily tore the two rings off his finger and shoved them in Lloyd's direction. "Give these to people who need them! Try and break some fights up!"
Lloyd stared at the ring for a moment. "Will you be okay without them?" He asked, slipping them next to his own rings.
"Yes! I'll be here!" Robert said, lightly pushing Lloyd out of the tent.
Lloyd span on his heel, the rings tight on his fingers. He lifted his hand up to his mouth, whispered a simple incantation, and like that a sort of misty-shield took over his body. It would heal him a tiny bit if he got hit, but not for very long and not that well. Having been bought from a shady figure on the street for a bit of a reduced price, that wasn't really a surprise. After the charm was said, the ring dissolved from his finger. He rushed into the fray, dragging two of the worst looking people out of the fight and forcing the rings onto their fingers, then shoving them towards the first-aid tent. He got hit a few times, but the charm stopped them from being too bad. He managed to break up one or two minor fights, but he didn't have the authority to stop any big ones.
There was one more ring left, and Lloyd wanted to make sure it went to the best person possible. His spell had already worn off on him, and for a moment there was temptation to use it for himself. Before he could fully think on this, he heard a scream. It was an instant decision; someone who screamed like that definitely needed the ring. He zipped off in the direction he heard it from, his long legs coming in handy. He saw the lady, curled on the ground, being defended by a dwarf; not only the same one he saw starting the fight, but also the one who had been speaking at the original meeting the previous week. He grit his teeth, wondering for a moment wether the ring would be better on the caster or the dwarf. He didn't have time to wonder, though, so he lunged forward, grabbing the lady's hand. He shoved the ring onto her finger, said the incantation, and then struggled to lift her up, not confident in her ability to walk. He looked to the dwarf, jaw tight. "Don't give them a reason to kick us out!" He shouted.
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