Leroy
*Through an absolute dire still leaping through her heart and mind the fear of what she had done lingered within her as she clenched onto what gold she had stolen before the day came to run and go into hiding. The royals would find out...

They had to eventually and would have me killed for something I had no control over. It was simply dumb luck a traveller allowed my payment of some gold coins to even bring me this far out. Though I had no eaten anything since 2 days ago. Hoping to come across another kingdom or so. I had only the education of clean, serve and bow to the royals. Hunger didn't burn within me as it should have as the night didn't seem so cold , only thing that bothered me was how filthy I was and even more how lost I am. My maid outfit with an olive green coat falling over it kept me warm... But didn't keep the rest of my clothing from getting filthy. 
I stumble 
And fall 
Laying in a dirt filled stump as my leg aches and burns simply looking the wrong way , simply in the darkness looking out of place. From absolute shock just screaming in pain*
Santos
*Terrel walked through the forested area, his mind at slight ease for a while of him traveling alone. The beastlands were hardly a place for a Silnari considering the history between the two races, but he never minded them so much and it seemed the same could be said the other way around. His crimson red cloak flowed behind him in the gentle breeze of the night, his time seemingly completely opposite of the maid he had yet to come across. Upon his face, was the mask of a pig, one he was always seen wearing. For what reason, few were ever sure. He seemed absent of thought for a while, traveling often leaving him in silence, that is until it was suddenly broken by a scream of pain. He slowly turned his head, the initial surprise eventually being covered by a mild look of disinterest as if this were a common occurrence. Which when fighting all the time, it kind of was. Seeing as he had some spare time, he decided to head over to it, more curious than anything of what was going on.

It had been several weeks of traveling and by now, even the idea of a simple fight seemed a good enough to fill his boredom. That was in fact what he didn't come across, however. Slipping past the dark oaks, he found himself staring over at a figure who by anyone's guess must have fallen. All that screaming just for that? He let out a snort of mild exasperation. Never go looking for anything in a forest. That's what he was starting to learn. He stared down at her from where he stood distantly. If not for his more colorful attire he would have been nothing more than shadowed figure in the night, though with a good enough look his form could be made out.*"Might want to scream a bit louder. I don't think the entirety of Anushken heard you."*He said to her.*
Leroy
*The night itself darkened as she layed in the dirty ditch her leg. Foot? It was to dark to even see. Just the moonlight piering through the tree tops only revealing something was wrong. 
She could feel it though
The blood poured from it , the warmth as she whimpered , the pain was unbearable. Absolutely in shock as she shook and quivered under the feeling of it. Almost being sick. 
She heard it
Rustling between the leaves 
Footsteps, breaking branches 
Her gloved hand reached in her dress pocket , a poorly sharpened Dagger that looked cheaply bought in her small fragile hand. As it shook in the glove . She saw the face first as the horror made her pale than she already was . The Dagger swung frantically, you could tell that she never had held one. She was terrified .
 She swung in the darkness , she was extremely distant and would never reach. She swung and swung but the frightened grip made it loose as left her hand as it wedged itself within the dirt placed just next to your foot.*
"M M MO" *She stuttered as she tried moving, only making her twisted and bleeding foot worse as she screamed in pain again as she breathed heavily in a panic.* "Please please!!! DONT K KILL ME I I I have gold please" *She pleaded to the darkness giving in and reaching for the small leather pouch she had of gold, tied with a fine ribbon probably costing more than the gold inside*
Santos
*Terrel watched the figure swing wildly at the air, his gaze following the whirling dagger until he finally grew bored of it and simply walked towards her anyways. A hand grabbed at her wrist in stopping her from swinging so he could crouch down to her level. Even at that, his form seemed much larger especially with the armor he wore and the mask that only added to it.*"You're going to do the job for me if you keep doing that."*He said, his voice growing much lower with the humor having left it. It was typical of a Fricharii sounding that way, his voice in particular having an edge to it that made his words seem more sarcastic than they were. 

He squinted against the gloom, letting out a huff of air in realizing it was just some maid making all this ruckus. What's a maid have gold for anyways? The person she served must have been mighty generous for that.*"Trust me, if I want to rob you, I'll just do so. Same goes for killing you since it's obvious you don't know the first thing about fighting."*He told her bluntly before letting go of her arm while he continued to sit crouched near her. As much as she kept kicking and screaming about he doubted she'd do much of anything. It hadn't even become apparent yet that she had hurt her foot in the process, making going anywhere a daunting task.*
Leroy
*Her frail hand and arm let go of all means to attack you as she breathes in heavily , almost gasping for air as she looks at you directly in the eyes, looking at the pig mask as she looks starstruck almost dazed
Definitely in some sort of shock. Her pupils dilated as she shakes and tries to mutter words. She looked at you up and down at the attire you beared , ragged armour, drenched with colour to you. A strange fit and even unsure what you were*"M Mercenary... O o or b b bandit. P please tell me I'm not gonna die I I I I'm just travelling please I mean no harm to you" *She clenched onto her glove and she shook more. The pain only getting worse as she screamed again despite being next to you, panting as she looked almost sick. She placed her hand on her leg as she held what she could that was close to her foot* "W Who are you..."
*She felt the cold come through and was forced into desperation 
Just having to abide by you as she was in no place to be making demands*
Santos
"Name's Terrel."*He said to her as if this was a casual conversation.*"Mercenary, but any mercenary can be a bandit if paid enough. Might be the last thing you see since it seems like you're about to pass out at any moment, which isn't typically a good thing under most circumstances with me."*He waved off her words just as painfully as it took her to form them.*"Oh I could tell that already. You wouldn't be a threat to anything out here. Might even end up being some predator's next meal or however the stories go."*He joked.*"That's of course if the maggots don't get to you first."*His gaze followed her hand, eventually seeing what it was that was causing so much pain for her. The foot looked bad, though it was a wonder of how she managed that. Must have been from falling for if she was in a fight, he doubted she'd have gotten away. Unfortunately for her however, he was no natural healer. That magic was about as beyond him as any other spell in the grimoire.*
Leroy
*She broke into a sweat as she listened to his words carefully as she moved her hands to him placing on his arm*
"I'm so scared" 
*She arms hands tightened as her wound was still open , mauled and prime for infection if not already. 
She held onto him desperately as she took one of her hands to the gold pouch placing it on him , the pouch and seal made of fine purple silk, colour of royalty, clearly stolen from compared to what I was wearing.
"I'm I'm Elizabeth... Please you cannot let any neighbouring town or kingdom know of my location... I I I can find you more gold please just help me... "*She leaned herself up as she ripped a bit of her dress as the hatred to do so was painted on her face as she tried reaching for the wound but shaking and dropping the ripped cloth as she felt sick as her face went bright red through the pale skin*
*She was sick over herself , as she looked away from you as she crawled into a ball from all the shock just feeling like she's gonna die. Clearly not eaten as the sick itself was red , almost like blood.
A sight to find in a forest 
In the middle of nowhere*
Santos
*Terrel seemed unphased as she clung onto him, eventually leaving a pouch of gold for him in requesting that he didn't tell anyone where she was along with assisting her.*"You know not telling me your name could have helped with that, but I guess I'll give."*He said pocketing the money.*"Fortunately for you, I know a place nearby that's a lot safer, but you probably won't make the trip like that."*He said, motioning towards the bruised foot she had tried to cover the wound with a clothe only to fail halfway to it.*"I got a quick fix for it though, but might want to bite down on your dagger for the time being."
Leroy
*She parts her mouth as she coughs and wimpsers more letting the metal sit between her teeth as she bites down onto it, the teeth being sharp and razored, denting the Dagger as she forcefully bites onto it tears running down her face as she looks at you, 
A pleading look 
Putting her full trust in you with it as she holds onto your arm feeling her small fingers seep into your skin, from the force , 
Why is she even here in the first place? 
What and why is she here with this injury. Someone in these lands , a maid of all people to be within this bushland*
Santos
"Perfect."*He said, suddenly reaching for the hilt of his great sword. The Silnari drew it out fully, the long blade alone almost making it seem like he planned on amputating. It wasn't long however, before the sword suddenly bursted with life, a blaze of fire encompassing the weapon and lighting up the area just enough for the two to more properly see each other.*"Yeesh. Maybe a little too hot."*He said, letting the flames die down a bit more until the sword was merely glowing red with heat.*"Much better."*He turned towards her, now more conscious of her still holding onto him. She must really be desperate, putting this much trust into a person that wore a pig mask as a normal day to day thing. Ah well, she asked him to help her and thus he did. He moved the blade, lying the heated flat end of it upon her injury. A searing shot of heat entered from where the wound was as he gradually took the time to catalyze it so that it wouldn't sit open the whole way. Of course it was bound to be a painful process, but after a short time he moved the sword away once again, letting the heat die down fully before he returned it to its sheathe along his back.*
Leroy
*She screamed through her teeth as the flimsy daggers metal bent and was indented. As even blood dipped from her gums from how hard she was biting, almost snapping the metal
Her hands seeped more into you as you felt desperate squirming fingers Pierce their way into what you wore, trying so desperately to hold on as she shreaked and bellowed from the pain as you brought your sword away she let the Dagger drop as she panted , spitting onto the dirt as she looked up at you again after 
Struggling
To keep awake*
" T Thank you.. Thank you so much..." *She groaned in pain more from it looking at where your eyes would be* "I'm such a mess... I'm so sorry ...Terrel it was.."*She gently spoke between gasps of air and groans of pain, clearly out of place of where she should be*"You you use magic... On your.. Sword.. I'm so thankful even for that... Why are you out here... I thought you were... "*She hesitated and froze looking at herself, bloodied, ripped clothing, covered in sickness. Completely embarrassed and ashamed* "I'm so sorry... I wish I had more gold... Or anything... I'm so thankful you were here. I .. I never have been to these forests before"
Santos
"That?"*He chuckled.*"That wasn't magic. Well I guess in some way it is, but I'm no mage."*Terrel supposed there were some magic in the runes but he hardly considered it the same as simply casting a ball of fire from your hand. Maybe maids simply didn't see any real magic. That explained plenty. While she began apologizing for everything and wishing she had more to give him, he idly moved his arms under her.*"Trust me, I wish you did too for the effort I'm going through."*He said, suddenly picking her up as he came to stand back up. Terrel glanced around the area as if looking for something, soon turning and heading off in a seemingly nonspecific direction.*"Out here traveling, though it seems that can never last before someone else comes along."*He said to her.*"Better question is what's a maid doing this far out from their lord, or master, or hirer. However things work out in these lands."*Every now and then, he stopped walking for a moment, glancing up towards the sky before changing course and continuing onwards.*
Leroy
*I look confused of that wasn't magic, completely being uneducated in magic and rarely seeing such things in my whole life
Simply being born with my sisters to serve as maid and do my job . The curious aspect of me even being the most regrettable , having strained from my job being the reason I'm even in this situation..
My whole face almost goes fully red as I hold my dress down then reminded of the pain again as I groan and squirm. The emmbarrement of picking of me up almost wanting you to let me walk. But my whole foot I could hardly feel, being numb , taking even kindest gesture.* "Please I I hope I'm not to heavy for you.. *I listen to what you ask of me simply staying quiet and hesitating as I try to mutter, obviously thinking and unsure on what to say, holding my breath* " I'm a personal maid... From a a barron ... He was . Being abusive so I ran..."*I didn't want to mention the kingdom or its nobles. Anything in this land had it out for me and what I had done. Unforgivable things 
Well out of my control.
"R Runes btw... W what do they look like. Like markings, squiggles??"
Santos
"Doubt it, considering I'm still carrying you."*He commented in her hoping she wasn't too heavy. She sure seemed to hope and wish a lot, though none of it must have gotten her too far seeing the result. He made another stop again, soon continuing once more in changing route.*"A runaway, how funny. Bet the baron would pay me a lot more if they cared any for your return. Maids are replaceable enough though with enough money."*He said, clearly being blunt with her worth as far as being a maid went.*"I'm sure you've hardly got anything to worry about."*He adjusted his hold on her, moving her so that could rest her head on his shoulder if she wanted to. It made it more comfortable for him to carry her this way anyways while the two spoke.*"Runes? They're crystals. Cost a lot of money to buy and are even harder to find. But I guess any other stone has the chance of having some kind of markings in them."
Leroy
*She frowns and looks upon herself completely knowing her worth, she was loved by what family she had .
Simply running away being her choice, even now being a barrons tool would probably be better than anything she's had to experience in the last couple of days, dreadful things. Death and she doesn't even remember when she ate last. Hunger not even filling her body's needs at the moment despite it . She feels as you adjust as you place her head onto your shoulder. She small body just slouched within your arms as she covers herself, hiding between her dark red hair . Simply being not her day. Carried like a child from a total stranger in the middle of nowhere, unable to walk. 
Absolutely not her day . She didn't want to say anything, still so uneasy of his appearance only cooperating cause she'd be dead otherwise. The surprise of what you say about runes shocks me*"Can runes be carved into anything. Even flesh of any sort"*I mutter to you as choose all my words carefully around you*