Jul 06, 2022 9:23 PM
ellie sedai meets the dragon and friends
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Good - he hopes they all burn - 

Liland slinks around the chaos, freeing the livestock - including Bela - and doing his best to further fan the infighting, and he's not strong but he's clever and incredibly quiet for his size, and he's fueled by more than enough anger - 

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It seems to go on forever, but before he knows it the remaining monsters are retreating back into the woods, leaving the corpses of their comrades scattered around.

 

There's a low moan from inside the house, if he listens carefully.

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He's heading inside the house, moans or not - he hasn't seen his father -

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Tam is on the floor, fingers a few inches from his sword, in a pool of slowly spreading blood.

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No!

Liland kneels by his father - strips off his own shirt, tries to find and stem the bleeding - 

Luckily, he knows more about wounds than fighting - living where they do means they deal with farm accidents and livestock injuries by themselves or not at all - his brain is scattering - 

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A long gash down his side and across the stomach.

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That's - really bad.

You need to keep intestinal injuries moist - there's some water that looks unspoiled from what dad drew up for their baths - Liland binds the wound as best he can. And he's going to need to get dad back to the village - they need more treatment - he'll need a litter, Bela if he can find her - if she's alive - 

He goes to look for the horse, and to get together something to carry his dad on. 

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Bela's findable (still unharmed) and he can lash up a travois easily enough.

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Then back towards the village - keeping an eye and ear out for more of the monsters.

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The walk back is quiet, except for his father's feverish ramblings that start up partway through. He seems to have gone back to his time as a soldier, addressing his remarks to Kari, talking about finding the baby, cold in the snow. Yes lass, Liland's a good name. A fine name.

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...There's been a lot of rumors that Liland isn't Tam's son. That his mother must have been a whore.

Being possibly fully adopted feels - less fraught, and Liland's always known his dad is a good man. 

He talks to his dad as they walk, voice soothing, his heart aching and desperate - tells him that Liland's grown up just fine, that they're the best parents he could ever ask for...

The village is so very, very far.

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The village also, apparently, was set on fire at some point during the night. Or at least, there a wisps of smoke still rising as Liland clears the treeline.

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...He hopes there's anyone still alive, then. 

Liland trudges on, more cautiously in case of monsters still in the village.

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"Liland?" Mat intercepts him as he reaches the edge of the village. "You're alive, what happened-"

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" - Monsters attacked, dad's hurt."

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"Same thing happened here, yeah. The Wisdom's at the inn, we should get your dad there."

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No time to waste.

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No, there isn't.

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The Wisdom takes one look at Tam, presses the back of her hand to his forehead, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Liland. There's nothing I can do for him."

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" - There has to be - and if you can't, who can?"

(His dad needs to get better, needs to survive, there's nothing Liland wants more right now.)

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"Perhaps I might be of assistance," says a voice from behind him. (The Wisdom scowls.)

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"Please."

He turns. 

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"Then give her room, sheepherder," says a hard-faced man wearing a cloak of shifting color that seems to blend seamlessly into the background.

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He gets the travois unhooked from Bela and clicks his tongue so she'll walk forward a bit. 

Then: "I can carry him inside if you need."

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"A moment," she says, kneeling down next to Tam, hands splayed out over his chest.

"His wound is poisoned. Take him upstairs, I will do what I can."

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