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Croix moved quickly, recognizing the voice of one of the crew's contacts in the city. Signalling for Wandering Lion and Felix to accompany him, the three dashed down the stairs to see the wounded man lying on a cot next to Val. Following Croix's barked directions, Wandering Lion and Felix each lifted an end of the cot carefully, being certain not to jostle the man as they cautiously made their way up the stairs and back into the den. Once inside, they settled the cot down in the middle of the room.
"Hana, Tera, bandages! Epi, sort through the racks and find the strongest stuff we have - these wounds need to be cleaned out." He knelt next to the man and began examining his wounds. "Don't worry, friend. You're in good hands." He glanced up at Ryelle and Doc, shooting a gaze between the two of them. "Do either of you have much in the way of medical experience? All I know is basic treatments and I get the feeling this poor sod will need more than my skills." While the rest of the crew bustled around readying supplies for treatment of the man, Wandering Lion took up position next to Val and watched the commotion.
"We be 'avin' a busy night an' no mistake, mate. Wha' be t'story wi' this one, eh Val?"
"Hana, Tera, bandages! Epi, sort through the racks and find the strongest stuff we have - these wounds need to be cleaned out." He knelt next to the man and began examining his wounds. "Don't worry, friend. You're in good hands." He glanced up at Ryelle and Doc, shooting a gaze between the two of them. "Do either of you have much in the way of medical experience? All I know is basic treatments and I get the feeling this poor sod will need more than my skills." While the rest of the crew bustled around readying supplies for treatment of the man, Wandering Lion took up position next to Val and watched the commotion.
"We be 'avin' a busy night an' no mistake, mate. Wha' be t'story wi' this one, eh Val?"
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