Elendi swung her swords quickly as she sliced a goblin inbetween the ribs.

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Vennir looked at the contents of the walnut shell with a slightly disgusted look, but eventually gave in to the fact that is was for his own good, and ate it. After eating it, he looked at the empty shell and shrugged,

"Not too bad." He said as he looked at the shell, and then set it down on the ground. "And don't you dare go back out there or you're going to hurt yourself." Mirrim's words echoed in his mind, and although he would nomally just go back out, he decided that with no energy and a strange unfarmiliar herb in his system, staying sounded the better idea right now.

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((Guys, the goblins are dead))

Mirrim anxiously lowered Raevyn to the ground. "Kith, if you don't mind, could you help me?" she said, sounding tense. "There are going to be more wounded."

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Vincent smirked as he watched the battle play out. Those rebels worked well together.. He spotted Vennir sitting alone so he jumped off the tree and landed about a yard behind him..

"Vennir.." he croaked..
"I usually give warnings out to the people i'm hired to kill, and your one of them.. Prepare, for you will die soon."
As he said that Vincent began to walk away..

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Vennir stared at the empty space where the man used to be standing. This was not good. Not only was someone after him, there was an assasin after him. That meant that if He ever got rid of said assasin, that there would be someone behind said assasination - whom he did not know - and he would have to deal with all that mess, without getting killed. He swallowed hard. Staggering to his feet, he ran over to Mirrim, who happened to be standing in view.

"Mirrim! Mirrim, som-someone is after me. A man just said that someone hired him to kill me." He looked around at the others with wide eyes.

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Kith nodded, then ran out across the field. So many were wounded. Street fights were one thing, but this was only his second battle. He came across Hilya, a young elf, pixie like in stature. She had been the first person to smile at him when he found the rebel camp. She was dead. So was the old dwarf, Gronn who taught him to properly set up a tent, and human boy Frion, who had shown him around the camp. But he couldn't focus on the dead now. There were injured to attend to. He spotted Thane trying to carry a figure much to big for him. Kith took the wounded man and helped him to Mirrim. His leg was slashed up pretty bad, and Kith wondered if he would ever be able use it again. Kith went back ot into the field to gather the wounded.

Mirrim was running between injured rebels, her bag hanging haphazardly off her elbow. She paused as Kith came back, half-carrying a man with an injured leg, and helped him to sit down. After binding it and saying encouragingly that the wound was clean and he had done right not to try and fight any more (about the only encouraging thing she could think of), Mirrim anxiously checked on Raevyn. She seemed to still be out cold, which was fortunate, as she wouldn't feel the pain until later. Having done so, she sank to her knees beside Meleth and tried to keep back the tears that threatened to spill over.

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Kith glanced at Venir. "An assasin?" Kith placed a hand on Mirrim's shoulder to comfort her. "I'll handle this." He growled. He strode up to Venir. "Where was he?" Kith asked, his eyes blazing. "I'll hunt him down and kill him, like he was strying to do to you!" How different he was acting now. Normaly Kith couldn't care less about the people at camp. The only connection between theym and him was the intention to unite the kingdoms. But now, now that he had seen invaders try to take them away, he relized they were the colest thing he had, and deep down he would fight forever to protect them.

Vennir, surprised by Kith's suddedn mood swing, lost all the words that before filled his mind.

"I...I-I don't know. He came and told me that I would die soon... And then left. I didn't see where he went."

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"But where did you see him? You must have seen him." Kith asked.

((Oops! *Conks self on head* Sorry SG!))

Mirrim sniffed valiantly, but didn't say anything. She was quite inexperienced with anything warlike at all, and at the moment had rather enough on her mind. Feeling extremely grateful to Kith, she gave a boy with an arrow wound in his shin some bandages and gulped back tears again, knowing they had to come sooner or later.

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Vennir lead Kith over to the rock he was behind earlier, and pointed to right below a large oak.

"There, he jumped out of that tree, and warned me that he was hired to kill me, and that I was going to die soon... Then, he just - dissapeared."

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"Disapeared...." Kith began. "But did he leave a trail?" Kith shifted to a wolf. Those two-leggers always think sight is the primary sence. He'll be in for a surprise. "Kith!" A voice suddenly shouted. Kith stopped as Thane walked up, and shifted back to human. "You shouldn't leave camp." Thane warned. "Not alone, not when you don't know what is out there." Kith growled. I can handle anything thrown at me. I always have. "Not today, buddy." Thane grinned. "You're going to stay put and help those that need it. Our buddy Venir here is in trouble, yes, but I have no doubt you can keep an eye on him." Thane stared directly into Kith's eyes, and his face grew grave. "There are people out there dying at this very minute, and they need help!" Thane knew he hit a soft spot. Kith visably flinched. "You're right." The shapeshifter said with effort. "I will help, but the trail will be cold when I get back. That man's tread is light." Kith trotted into the field to collect the wounded. "Now come along Venir" Thane whispered. "You'll be alright, we'll protect you. I can't imagine you assasin not being scared of that guy." Thane joked, pointing to Kith.

Decian decided that he might as well try to help the wounded. He had already looked at his two Death Bringers that needed attention. One had an arrow into the stomach while the other had a severe slash across his chest. He had disinfected their wounds with a special balm that he among others had prepared and bandaged them. He came across Kith and Thane, whom were arguing fiercely, and asked, "What is the matter?"

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I was cured all right.

Kith shok his head and continued to walk, but Thane slowed down. Venir claims there is somone out to kill him. Kith wanted to follow the assasin and tear out his insides, but I convinced him that his help would be better placed here."