The Hobbit's Gift RPG

[Manardariel]

Pearl was still shaken by the attack. Bandits! She still didn´t know what had really happened. Two -or maybe three?- figures had attaked them from behind.... Peark tryed to organize the wild pictures and bluring colors in her head, when she heard a distant moaning. She wheeled around.

"Crystal!"

Her friend was lieing on the ground next to her, holding her arm.

"Oh my gosh, Crystal, are you ok? Crystal, Crystal, say something!"

"Pearl. Cool down. I´m ok real- ow! My arm-"

Pearl bent down. Crystal had a small cut on her arm. Quickly, she reached for her first-aid box, she had luckily packed. She cleaned her wound and then looked around. A few others were looking as confused as she had felt sometime ago. Prim was walking around looking frantic and worried, while Anabell was holding her leg. She seemed wounded, as well as the others.

"Everyone who is wounded come here please, I have a first aid kit!" Pearl called out. A few scrambeld near. Most of them only had a mark or a bruise, but Olo´s wound was worse: he had a bad cut on the back, and and was holding his head, moaning and grumbeling in pain. Carefully, she applied some herbs on his cut, and told him not to worry- the head pain would go away.
Then she focused her attention to Prim, waiting what would happen next.