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[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

Who: Noric Pellaeon and Xavier Elder
Where: the Sacred City
When: Year 199 - 20?
What: The End

Comments

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[and onwards we go]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[married adventures that'll result in dying]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[no they won't I have faith!!

it is now dusk.]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

We have to stop. Your leg must be suffering by now.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[it has definitely gotten worse, and the fact that he relents just proves it.]

All right. It's nearly dark, anyway.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

You brought herbs, I hope.

[he waits for Noric to sit down, so that he can tend the leg]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

I have a few left.

[he sits down, stretching his leg out stiffly]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[pulls back his pant leg and slowly removing his shoes, gently]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[the boot comes off easily enough. there's some tight bandaging around his ankle and partway up his calf.]

The herbs may run out before we reach the next town, though.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Then, we better not hurt our feet.

[taking them out, and reapplying the herbs] This feels familiar.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[the reason for the limp is obvious; a long gash up the back of his leg, bruised around the edges from constant travelling. it's clearly not too recent, but it's not been able to heal right either.]

Does it?

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I did this for you when we first met. [apply all over the gash, then bandage neatly over it] You weren't the conversationalist then.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[pales a bit at the pressure, but doesn't comment.]

I also hit you in the face, if I'm remembering right.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I was lucky. It didn't hurt that much. Other people might have been insulted.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[snorts]

You were the lucky one?

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Well, it could have been painful. You know how I feel about pain.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

I hate to break it to you, but most people feel the same way.

[pulls his boot back on.]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Do they? How horribly disappointing.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

Tragic.

Would you do me a favour and gather some wood for a fire?

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Yes, of course.

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[pulls his bag over and starts going through it, taking stock.]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[off for wood-hunting]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[well these supplies should last them until the next town... and priests usually can get food easily enough.]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[back with an ample amount of wood, dumping it on the ground]

Re: [Year 199, late summer, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[gets to his feet, coming over gingerly to light it.]