Smoke drifts low through the clearing as Silver knots leaves and vines around the wounded guard's bleeding arm. Mud darkens his sleeves, and both swords remain within easy reach.
The Guard
The pain is easing. I thought the demon had me for certain.
The Guard studies the rough binding, then looks toward the blackened wreck. Beyond it, burning branches crackle softly along the carriage path.
The Noble
You saved all our lives. This is not enough, but take it.
The Noble presses five gold coins into Silver's palm. Their warmth contrasts with the damp chill of the clearing.
The Noble
Who taught you to tend wounds like that, Silver? Was it a soldier, or someone you once had to protect?
✓ Quest Accepted
Bring the noble and wounded guard to safety
+ New Item Acquired
five gold coins
“i carry the guard on my back and lead them to the newby village and on the way i tell the noble i learned to tend to wounds like that because i used to get hurt a lot”
SUCCESS (Fair Agility, rolled -2)