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Fantasy The True Strength of The Warrior

"Do you know how to treat wounds? I need someone fixed up and awake" he answered, pointing to the stables. The door was open slightly, showing just the legs of the injured hunter.
 
"Very little but I can at least bandage him if you have the right supplies." He said wondering why not just have someone more qualified do it but not doubting the authority of the guard.
 
(Be right back, dinner)


"There should be some in the house. The stable master can assist you if you need it" Mikhail replies.
 
(Let's go then) Isaac walked into the stable and realized who the hunter was he had already lost one friend today and wouldn't lose another "Get me bandages quick!" he shouted examining the wounds.
 
(I guess i can play the stable master)


The man grabbed some bandages from the drawer next to his desk and handed them to the boy. The two must know each other.
 
Adrians head hurt like hell. He couldnt force himself to open his eyes. Every sound was muffled. He could feel hands touching him, bandages being wrapped. What had happened? Oh yeah- he had collapsed outside the gate. He rubbed his eyes, groaning.
 
"Well at least you're alive now." he said with relief "But that wrap won't stay forever but first can you even hear me?" he asked his injuries were quite bad and he didn't inspect his head at all.
 
He managed to open his eyes a slit. The light eventually faded, allowing him to see clearly. Then he saw who was treating him. He cursed in his head, discreetly looking for a weapon. if he knew that Adrian had put Christina out of her misery, and tried to kill Artorias... then he would probably kill him. There was a small dagger on the table next to him. "Isaac?"
 
Artorias continued to limp on, Sif at his side, looking down. "This has just been a hell of a day." Artorias mumbled, not even to bother looking where he was going until he fell over, sitting back up and looking around, wondering where he was, all he could see for miles was open field. He huffed and finally decided to check his wounded leg, taking a small stick and a stone, he struck the stone against his armor, causing sparks to shoot out, eventually setting the branch alight. He reached down and slowly, carefully pulled the dagger out, pressing the burning stick against it instead, biting down on his tongue to prevent himself from screaming as the flesh was burnt back together. "I hate daggers, so much."


( Artorias is back, in case ya couldn't tell. )
 
"Yes" Isaac said "How did you get your wounds?" he asked knowing that somebody had to have done this to him but didn't know how "And wheres Artorias?" he asked
 
Adrian pulled himself into a sitting position. "Artorias... is in the forest. Near the water fall. Or thats where i last saw him" he answered.
 
Artorias grunted, trying to stand up, stumbling this way and that, finally managing to stand up, looking at the dagger on the ground with distaste, having no use for it. "This has been a disaster." Artorias mumbled, quite annoyed.
 
Before Isaac could stop him, he grabbed the dagger and held it up to his throat. "Leave. Now." he commanded, pushing him back and pulling himself up. He gritted his teeth to keep from groaning in pain. He could see a knight standing outside, so getting into a fight would be incredibly unlikely.
 
"Okay" Isaac said calmly "But when I come back I will find you" he said exiting the room and heading towards the woods maybe Artorias could shed some light on the situation.
 
Adrian tripped out of the house, pushing past the stable master who tried to usher him back to his bed. Mikhail turned to him, surprised. "Who are you?" he asked. "Why are you injured so severely?"


Adrian grunted. "I'm Adrian Chorus, a hunter in the woods to the north" he said, standing up straight. "I got into a fight with Artorias, the Wolf Knight."


Mikhail nodded. "I figured as much. Grab a horse, you're coming with us" the knight ordered.


"Where?"


"We are going after the renegade knight."
 

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