The Dame Isadora had been wounded and had to retreat. It fell to him to become the group's shield. There was no other option, and thus he rode forward to Space 17 readying himself to Attack the Fire Mage.
"...Ziaram, look at you. You're all scruffled up from the Arena. We have to get you ready to join back up with the others!" [Who totally aren't about to run screaming like little girls.]
Rin turned around, not wanting to throw Ziaram right out into the fray without getting him completely patched up.
She moves into position at space 14, WASTING YET ANOTHER PERFECT ROLL.
"Now stay still, so I can get you back in tip-top shape." Rin commanded, giving a bit of a fuss over the slightly bruised myrm before shaking her head. "Middle of a garsh darn ambush and people want to go to an arena of all things...Nobody from there helps us either..." She muttered under her breath, a bit peeved.
(Ziaram heals for heals for 11HP.) [1+5+5]
[And of course I get a 1 right after a perfect roll.]
Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 6:33 am
Turning towards the healer. all he could sit still and let her do her thing. "We took care of that threat, and there wasn't anything else coming at us. Though with them closer, the chances of anyone going back there now are extremely sorry. My apologies though sister Rin." He said, staying where he was.