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"I ... I don't either." Noah frowned slightly, his eyes going a little distant as he tried to pull up his memory. "I, I mean I know I was training, I know what I learned and I know what I can do ... but I don't, I don't remember it. That's, that's weird, isn't it?" He shook Corbin's hand, a natural motion, not even seeming to notice. "I'm Noah. I guess -- are you going then? I guess we'll see each other around." He didn't know why that should be disappointing.

He jumped as someone else flopped down beside them, turning to look; he seemed blankly confused for a moment, then remembered. "Oh, you were on the ramparts -- your shoulder, what happened?" He took the remaining bandages out of his pouch. "Hold still."

Koray made a half shrug. "In my defense it wasn't my fault. It was the Monsters." He gave the retreating male a wave blinking. "Stay safe out there! See ya around..." he looked back to Noah. "I don't think that was a good first impression for some reason..." he looked down to the shoulder making a face. "Meh. Its not as bad as it look---NGH okay I take that back....its as bad as it looks." he whimpered like a baby. He didn't tear but man was he close to. He looked up at Noah...."Thanks."

Koray chuckled at the other fretting over him. He looked around just watching everyone filter in and out. "We'll win this. As long as we stand as brothers and sisters in this castle. We'll win." his gaze looked far off. It could be the blood loss talking...who knew. "We're stronger together now more than ever. We see our enemy for what they are. We'll take em all out."

He looked to the other with a goofy smile. "At least that's what I'd picture a Great Knight saying."

Koray's eyes dimmed as he accepted the waterskin. Drinking a small fill he licked his lips. Hand clasping over his snake pendant he narrowed his eyes. "Death. Is unavoidable as we walk the path of Life. We lost brothers and sisters to this Darkness. We'll loose more. There's no avoiding that. All we can do...is remember that loss. Mourn for them and keep standing tall for them. So..." he stood shakily to his feet. Hearing a ruckus he looked down. "Shall we go aid our siblings? I hear more ruckus further in..."

Though she had been a bit aggressive in her demands to stop fighting, even to the point of getting a bit harsh, as soon as they are away from the battle Abbi softens. She does not smile, not yet, but she does cast a worried look to the boy she walks with.
Once properly in the shelter she finds a place for him to sit and looks around for supplies.
"Are you feeling alright? I know Gawain kind of knocked you around..." The girl fiddled with some bindings she'd found. "He would have left you alone if you hadn't attacked him, you know..." Its the best way she can broach the subject.

It was not normal for Lass to take a break, or to even leave the battle at any point in time however it had started to grow to the point that Lass was unsure if the blood that seeped into her clothing was hers or the enemies that she had attacked in the treasury. For all she knew it was other knight’s blood as they were slain too close to her as she fought. It didn’t matter, she needed to at least take maybe a few minutes no more to look over her wounds and make sure that everything was ok, maybe stick the somewhat bent finger back into place before rushing off again to the skirmish taken place.

Taking a seat she watched some of the others chattering almost as if the battle was a little concern, that relaxing was far more fun than making the effort. Looking around most of them looked a lot better than she did which was a shame, they had obviously little interest in battle and quite frankly no particular interest or respect from her. Digging around she secured a few bandages and a bucket of water to wash some of the blood out of her clothing before it stiffened into something even harder than her armor.
Picking a seat she plopped down trying to get as much blood off of her as fast as she possible could before turning her attention the bandages and the possible set of broken fingers. It hurt, as she forced them back into place and wrapped them, but pain wasn’t really anything new for her. Instead she started to focus more on the girl and guy sitting there carrying on a conversation about what had happened to Sir Gawain.

She couldn’t help but laugh, it was a rather dark laugh, but one that matched her somewhat sneering face at them. “You shouldn’t have any regrets, even is Gawain was a great knight he was wrong and you did what was right. If you keep faulting at that thought you will die here and be left in this crumbling castle. As for him not attacking you,” she glanced over at the girl after speaking to the boy. “You have such high hopes, there was a moment I am sure he would have easily killed us all if he had wanted to.”

Getting to her feet she finished wrapping the last of her bandages and moved her shoulders to make sure everything was ok before heading to the door. “Don’t think too much act otherwise you’ll be trampled to the ground and I sure enough not in hell stopping to help.”

[Exit]

Normally for Makayla, she wouldn't have left the battle. The only problem being she only returned moments before on a quest which injured her. With blood seeping from her arm, she knew that the only way she would be able to continue on is if she seek shelter so she may be able to get proper healing. Holding her arm, she kept to herself as she moves towards an empty area to sit down. Her eyes searching everything before she finally finds herself a bandage and some salve for her wound.

Carefully pulling her sleeve back, she winces as she looks over the wound. The bloody wild dog did a number on her arm, and she was pretty sure it was going to take more time then she head to heal. With a small sigh, she carefully dips her fingers into the salve before pressing them to the flesh. It burned and all she could do was bite her tongue not to scream. breathing harder then normal, she quickly grabs up the bandage as wraps it around her arm before she ties it as best as she can. Already she could feel the salve calming the flesh, but it was still painful enough that she would have to be careful.

Finally glancing around, she see a few others talking not to far away, but instead her mind was wondering about the young man she met. She was hoping the young knight was okay as the last time she saw him was right before their quest started and he ended up really ill. Her eyes looking back down at her torn dress before she decide to stand and brush herself off. She could hear that the castle was in trouble, but she wasn't sure what she could do to help at the moment.

Finally, she decided that she was going to pick up her longbow as she lift her bag back over her shoulder. She would help as best as she could given her arm, but she wasn't going to stay behind and keep hidden. Turning slowly, she place all the bandages she had back where she found them so others may find them if needed. Wrapping her arm around her wounded one, she looks around one last time before she continues back down the hallway, trying to see what was going on.

And if possible, where she might be able to help other knights out.