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Tindomerel cursed herslef in her head. "It's nothing," she said, even through it was trobbing and she was in pain, "I'll take care of it later."
She took a cloth from her pack and whiped away the coughed up blood around his mouth.
"Here," she said, handing Arinae the sachet of herbs, "Here 's mine if you need it."

She looked and saw Nimloth laying down under a tree and Lebethron eatting the grass around the wolf. She was glad that they were both safe and un-harmed. Then she noticed that Nimloth had a small cut on her leg. "Oh dear..." she said, opening her sachet and pulling out a small bit of herbs.
Tindomerel bound Nimloth's wound quickly, wanting to return to Rhayader to help Arinae with him.

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After Arinae finished cleaning and rubbing herbs into Rhayader's back wound, she placed a cloth over it and wrapped it against the wound as well as she could manage. She was now low on bandages, but she knew there would be healers in the village. "We'll get him to a healer, but first I will see to your shoulder," she insisted, making Tin sit down and pulling back the torn cloth from the elf's slight wound. "It doesn't look too bad, and elves heal more easily, so I'll just rub some herbs into it and have you hold a clean cloth against it." she mumbled as she followed through, then had the elf hold the cloth on.

Her own side pained her, though she took barely any heed, since she had learned to deal with pain when she was in training with the Rohirrim soldiers, and also when she had encounters with a few wargs at certain times. Arinae knelt beside Rhayader again and felt his forehead. "He doesn't seemed to have developed a fever yet... of course that would come later, but one cannot be too careful.." she spoke as she waited for the ranger to awake.

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Tindomerel did as Arinae told her. She gave the girl a light smile. "We should get Rhayader to a healer quickly," said Tindomerel, looking at him, "Do you think that you horse can still bare him? Because, if not, Lebethron could take him."

She turned to looked over at her own horse who was trotting around the field, bucking back and forth. She turned back to Arinae. "Um...He would bare Rhayader," she said, quickly, "He will bare anyone I wish him, too."

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"Stardance is a steed of Rohan, and should handle it well, but I think it best if you were to ride for a while, since you did lose a good deal of blood," Arinae insisted with a kind smile.

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Rhayader opened his eyes and then closed them, the sunlight was the first thing he saw and almost blinded him. He sat up letting out a small hiss of pain. He felt his back and when he brought his back he saw a small trace of blood.
"Great."
He tried to rise to his feet and fell to one knee as he did. His right leg would support him as well it did.
"ugh..."
He looked at the women and nodded to them.
"Thanks for the bandages."

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Arinae quickly went to his side and supported him. "Yes, but they will only hold up for a short time... we'll take you to the village in Rohan, where the healers there will be able to give you better care than we could.." She helped him onto Stardance and began at a quick walk in the direction of her homeland. She smiled slightly, breathing deeply the air of the green grass. Stardance tossed his mane, gleeful of his return to the beloved fields of his home.

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Rhayader was grateful for the help. He had learned to accept help more freely now and was very apprceiative of the healing help.
He saw in the distance a village and nodded toward it.
"That's where we're going?"

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Arinae nodded her head "Yes... it is.." she replied, her heart plummeting at the sight of the smoke still rising from the small buildings and the few trees. Horses, free of their stables, grazed here and there, and children were seen wandering as though lost.

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Tindomerel started after them, running to catch up, still gripping onto her shoulder. Nimloth ran after her and so did Lebethron. Nimloth then settled into a limping walk next to her.

Tindomerel looked at where Rhayader had just pointed. "I don't know," she said, looking at Arinae, "Arinae?"
Lebethron trotted behind Tindomerel as the elf walking by Arinae's horse, to keep Rhayader company, Nimloth trotting beside her in a limp.

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Rhayader looked at the village. As they got closer he saw the destruction caused by the orcs. He spat on the ground. He wanted to hunt them down right now and kill everyone of them.
"Horrible."
He looked down and noticed Tindomerel holding here shoulder.
"My lady you are hurt. Do you want to take the horse, I can walk."

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"If I wanted to ride, sir," said Tindomerel, stiffly, "Then I could ride my own horse."
She looked back at Lebethron, trotting along, proudly. "And it's really not that bad. I was barely even touched."
Tindomerel pulled her hand away to show him. It did hurt and it really looked horrible.

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As Jax woke from his rest he noticed a small group of people comming towards the town.

His first thought sent him franticly grabbing for his sword. But then he realized it had been wrong.

He walked out to meat them, thinking they might know something about Arinae that the people in the vilage did not.

With the banner that had been given to him in his hand, and his bandages stained red with blood he walked out towards them.

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"You stay on that horse, Rhayader" Arinae insisted, "And Lady Tin, please, take rest upon your horse, or you'll grow too weary before we reach a healer.." She led them in through the village for a while, many healers too busy tending the wounds of women men and children alike.

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Rhayader slowly dismounted before the man holding the banner.
"What is that your holding?"

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"Exscuse me." Jax said comming up behind the new arivals.

"I am looking for somone named Arinae, would you know where I could find her?" Jax asked them.

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Tindomerel swore loudly and mounted up on Lebethron. "I don't see the point," she snapped, "I have a shoulder wound, not a leg wound..."
She tucked her ebony colored hair behind her pointed ears, looking at the man. Nimloth growl at him, teeth showing. "Rhayader!" snapped Tindomerel, "Get back on the horse!"

She slipped off Lebethron, and walked over to Rhayader, glaring at him.

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