Meta|Clan Beleg, Beastlands

[Kender Bard]

This sucks Meta thought, wincing as she tried to climb the tree. She didn't have any idea what was wrong with her, but movement had increasingly become harder and harder. The bug-affinity knew this could spell her death if she wasn't careful. The only reason she'd lived this long was the formidable pincers that replaced her fingernails, toxic and sharp. And now they were all but useless to her as she struggled and labored over every slight movement. She wouldn't have even been deigning to climb this tree if not for the fruit it bore and her intense hunger.

As she reached slowly for another branch her strength gave out and she crashed heavily to the ground, giving a scream of pain as she felt her leg snap. I'm going to die a detached part of her thought fuzzily as she fought to remain conscious.

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"Excuse me," comes a soft voice "would you like some help?" Dropping to his knees beside the beast is a young, red haired man, carrying two rather odd objects. The first is a four foot long long wooden pole, and the second is a large, oddly constructed barrel hanging from his back.

[Kender Bard]

"Make it... quick..." Meta whimpered and winced. She tried to put on a fierce front. "Don't eat me.. alive.. Or I will... curse you from... beyond the grave..." Even talking was difficult. It'd been a long time since Meta had tried to talk to anyone, and she hadn't noticed how much her jaw had stiffened as well.

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"I have no intention of killing you." The man says, leaning over to get a better look at Meta's leg. "Unfortunately, I don't know any first aid. The most I can do is help you to somewhere safe." He leans back before beginning to speak again. "I believe your leg is broken, judging by the angle it's bent at. I'll most likely have to carry you."

[Kender Bard]

"To your campfire," Meta muttered, glaring at Gaara warily. It wasn't as though she could defend herself at this point. The best she could do is scratch him... but, maybe, she'd get lucky. Lying still, she kept her eyes on this strange man.

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"I have no intention of killing you." Gaara repeats. He reaches down slowly to avoid startling the bug-affinity and gently slips a hand under back. "Ready?" He asks.

[Kender Bard]

"No," Meta sulked, but made no move to stop Gaara. "You might not want to devour me, but there are predators about, and if they don't pounce us right away, they surely will see you carrying me about, and take note that I am weakened and an easy meal."

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Gaara shrugs as he hoists Meta up. "I am perfetly capable of defending myself, and you." He says as he resumes walking.

[Kender Bard]

Meta made a snort sound at that, glaring at the ground so she would not glare directly at him. "I do not know how you've made it this far... this is a bad, very bad, time to be in Beleg." Why am I telling him these things? Who cares if he knows or not? He will know soon enough...