[Emery looks from Zel to Tantabel, necessity forcing him to shake off the daze from the magic usage and the shock of the fight. Right. Zel can't do the talking. Emery can do the talking.]
The guardian of the spring attacked us. I don't know why, but we weren't doing anything that other people weren't.
[Having offered that brief explanation Emery crouches next to Zel, peering at his injuries. It's hard for Emery to get a good look, both because of the angle Zel's head is at and because there's so much blood it's hard to tell what's injured and what's just had blood smeared over it.
Well, better to get it treated fast. Emery holds up a hand and whispers the words of a healing spell. A pale blue-green glow lights up in his hand as the magic spreads from Emery into Zel.
Nearby Tantabel makes an exasperated sound and walks off to do something-or-other. Maybe talk to the Hob. Maybe to call in the local equivalent of law enforcement. Emery deems it not nearly as important either way.]
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The guardian of the spring attacked us. I don't know why, but we weren't doing anything that other people weren't.
[Having offered that brief explanation Emery crouches next to Zel, peering at his injuries. It's hard for Emery to get a good look, both because of the angle Zel's head is at and because there's so much blood it's hard to tell what's injured and what's just had blood smeared over it.
Well, better to get it treated fast. Emery holds up a hand and whispers the words of a healing spell. A pale blue-green glow lights up in his hand as the magic spreads from Emery into Zel.
Nearby Tantabel makes an exasperated sound and walks off to do something-or-other. Maybe talk to the Hob. Maybe to call in the local equivalent of law enforcement. Emery deems it not nearly as important either way.]