Post by Lionel Blackwald on Jun 4, 2016 22:57:11 GMT
The clinic. Not his first choice, but there weren't many options. This was an emergency. Or soon to be one. Either way, he hurried into the building. One of his men was leaning heavily on his arm. A rookie. One who'd unfortunately found trouble. He felt it was his fault for the boy's injuries. So he was going to be the one to get him help.
"Please, I need help here!" It was a plea and a command. He couldn't help it. His man had been stabbed in the back. Someone had done it in a crowd. Unfortunately, they had escaped. But Lionel had been more concerned with reaching the injured guard than finding the culprit. The nearest place to find help had been the clinic. So he'd gone as fast as he could. Prayed to whatever was up there that the man would last long. And that the clinic was getting a visit from a healing mage.
