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Tjaden had watched in grim frustration as the wounds they had dealt closed almost immediately. Such frustration gave way to new hope as Erron burned away the troll's leg without any sign of regeneration. Lacking both spells and equipment, Tjaden is in no position to threaten the trolls anymore than the bird was as a distracting nuisance. He did, however, have his sword.

Tjaden switched from Viper stance to Cobra stance in an instant. At the same time he heard Erron shouting something about flaming swords at Prometheus. Tjaden understood little more than that Prometheus had some sort of method of creating flames, but it was enough to prompt Tjaden to stand between Prometheus and the troll.

"Cast your spell, druid. I will do my best to defend you." Tjaden yelled over his shoulder, keeping one eye on the brute. With that said Tjaden braced himself on sturdy legs with his sword and shield before him, ready to react and deflect that massive incoming blows of the terribly powerful enemies.

(I'm not sure what to call it but Tjaden is fighting defensively and/or readying an action to interrupt any attack made at Promethues.)

((Ninja that would stop it from running and fighting back but would not kill it, and even then only until the vertebrae and spinal cord regenerated. And as it is under control I see a sudden leap onto some fire is in order))

Selce knew her first order had been delayed because of the arrows shot into by Laren and so resent the order to grab some of the ember's of its comrade. Selce had read in a book once troll flesh was highly flammable and figured the embers would catch and then end the monster. As the telepathic link began send the order Selce grinned. "The fight is done, even if it doesn't do as I told it just catch it on fire." She told the group that had started to surround the troll. "It won't fight back, but make sure that any parts of it are burned." She began to say but muttered the last under her breathe as Laren had already said it.

Seeing his companions had things under control and recognizing that there was little he could do here but get in the way, Tjaden turned his attention on Phineas. He rushed to the broken carriage and searched to pull what he could off the injured man, careful not to make anything worse. First, he would check if the man was conscious. Then he would set about judging the extent of the man's wounds.

Seeing that the finnal troll was under control Laren's thoughts also turned towards the caravan owner. She watched as the Knight and Monk pulled him free and took a look at the damage, "I know first aid so I may be able to help him if he's not to badly banged up."

As soon as the troll crumbled down, Prometheus stopped focusing on the spell, and the flames vanished. He felt a bit tired, but good enough to manage the rest of the trip.

He then rushed to Phineas, where mostly everybody else was, "Is he ok?" he asked everyone else, readying himself to cast another spell if the elf needed it.

((Kal is a thief though. Thiefs don't have much need for fire. Maybe a little, but I didn't think that Kal would normally be able to help in many ways but to throw daggers. Sorry, just didn't think a thief would have much that included big death things... more spy-ish. You know, get the information needed. Bug a dude, listen in on secret conversations.... He doesn't help much in combat, I know, but I was trying to make him at least slightly useful.))

Kal saw the troll burn to the ground. He followed Prometheus back to the group, wishing he could do something useful here. He noticed the carriages being untended to, and that intrigued his cleptomania, but he pushed the idea aside for now. He watched the group try to fix the man as much as they could. Succeeding in making Phineas stable. He nodded to the moving idea. AS a thief, you knew not to stay in one place for too long.