Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 26, 2006 14:51:29 GMT -5
Amaro frowns thoughtfully as he sits down. "I've heard some of the Water types are prepared to ferry people across for a fee... I know they won't take me, but they might be prepared to take you, Talon."
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 27, 2006 4:23:08 GMT -5
Talon frowns at Amaro and then rolls his eyes. "You're nutty if you think I'm not dragging you to Ronduin without me. Storm or not, you have to see the place. The things I've heard." He rolls his again, but this time in bliss. "It sounds like a little heaven."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 27, 2006 4:52:59 GMT -5
"Well if you can think of a way, tell me it later," Amaro growls, the pain in his leg making him even less good tempered then usual. "In the mean time be quiet and let me get some rest." Shifting to pull his blanket out of his pack, he winces in pain.
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 27, 2006 15:44:16 GMT -5
Talon was frowning quizzically at Amaro snapping at him, and his keen hearing picked up the sound of his wince. Worried, Talon jump up and was by his side in the bat of an eyelash. "Amaro, what's wrong?"
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 27, 2006 22:07:31 GMT -5
Talon made a clucking sound with his tongue. "Well you should let me take care of that then." Mumbling and touching his sign, he conjures a cushion of wind under Amaro's ankle. "Do you have the medical wraps?"
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 28, 2006 16:06:35 GMT -5
Talon reaches in and pulls out the things he needs while working to bind Amaro's ankle. "Amaro, you know better than to keep stuff like this from me, especially when I can help. I hope the girls leaving hasn't rattled your senses."
Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 28, 2006 20:03:50 GMT -5
Amaro scowls. "Hardly. I would have told you when I got back with the wood, but you'd wandered off. And after learning the Clear's are heading for the Great River, it didn't seem worth worrying you about. I was going to take care of it in the morning."
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 29, 2006 1:38:55 GMT -5
Talon just rolled his eyes in good nature and gave the ankle a soft pat when he was done. "Well that's settled. Get the beauty rest you so desperately need." Snickering, he goes back to his own things.
Post by Kender Bard on Jun 29, 2006 17:13:30 GMT -5
Reaching for his journal, his hand brushes against a metal clip on his pack, shocking him. Talon helps and holds his hand, turning to glare in Amaro's direction. Muttering, Talon turns his back towards Amaro and touches his sign - a wind stirring to try and rip his blanket away from him.