Ramona
He sat with wide eyes, not understanding a single word Nulamas had just called out. He sat with his hands together, trying to make himself seem smaller so he wouldn't be any kind of inconvenience. He decided to remain silent as he waited for further instructions, his bottom lip hidden beneath his teeth nervously.
Carrie
Pirates move in and out, the ones moving out carry empty crates, the ones moving in carry filled crates, filled with mixed objects ranging from weapons to clothing. The sound of heavy objects hitting water can be heard in the distance
Jose
"That was close, we need to keep them away from the ship if we can." He says in a stern voice, "*Got a job for ya, go help with first aid. Heal anyone who needs it.*" He says, walking off, "I want a report on our losses, ASAP."
Ramona
He nods and then looks down at his feet. He could do this. He could help. He was *Going* To help. He quickly got up, scurrying behind Nulamas and making his way to where all the injured crew mates were. He began to tend to each injured individual, apologizing quickly before he applied pressure and healed the wounds. "Okay?" He asked the member he just healed, looking down at them for any type of positive or negative response.
Carrie
"We've got 5 with small wounds, 3 who are critical, and 1 dead." One of the crewmates says, "We're doing an inventory of what we looted from the Thalmor, once we've got it all counted we'll start divvying loot."
Jose
"Alright. Keep an eye on our numbers. You're dismissed." He says, "What damned timing." He mutters to himself, then moves to where the wounded are, he takes a rag from his bag and ties it around one of the wounded pirates' leg, using a knife hilt to make an effective tourniquet, "Anyone seen this guy's leg? If we don't find it we're gonna need to give the poor sod a peg!" He shouts, "Mother Sea's mercy did you get hit with a stray cannonball?"
Carrie
The pirate Sildania is healing nods, then gestures to one next to him who's in worse condition, "Take care of her, please. She's not doin so good," He says, although what he's saying isn't clear to you, his intent would be
Ramona
Sildania nodded, regardless of if he understood what they had said or not. He quickly moved over to the woman laying by the man he had just healed, scanning over her wounds. A large gash was prevalent on her chest, making Sildania sighed. "I am sorry," He whispered to her, pressing his palm down onto the wound. He channeled all of his energy into healing her wound, his eyes fluttering slightly. The skin began to come back together, the pale, golden light of the magic reflecting off of his iridescent skin. He exhaled as the skin fully met, keeping his hand on her comfortingly, "Okay?"
Carrie
She smiles, and takes Sildania's hand, "Thank you." She says, with genuine relief and appreciation in her eyes, she begins helping with first aid
Jose
"*Sildania!*" He calls out, "*Catch!*" He tosses him a magicka potion, "*Don't want to run out of magicka*"
Carrie
A pirate enters, carrying a severed leg, "Boss! I found his leg!" She says, moving to the critically wounded pirate
Jose
"Great timing," He says, taking the leg and putting it in place, "Doc! Where are ya! We've got someone who needs your expertise!" He shouts
Ramona
He clumsily caught the bottle, eyes wide at the toss. He quickly opened the bottle and drank the liquid, his face scrunching at the flavor. He cleared his throat and quickly stumbled over to the next injured crew mate, scanning over them for wounds. He turned back and saw the dismembered leg, gagging a little bit. He turned his back again, shuddering as he thought about the sight. He began to work on fixing the wounds, sighing as he watching the cuts, scrapes, and slashes begin to mend. "Okay?" He asked softly, waiting patiently for the person to respond.