Donald
"The tips are steel, the body wood, and hawk feathers make the fletching." Jhi'ro replies. He didn't know what this stranger was planning, but for the sake of not being a bear's lunch, he decided to go with it.
Christopher
"Well, 2 things could happen from this, either the bear runs away due to the pain, or it gets really mad, let's find out!" He says, using Flame Touch he heats up the tip of the arrow, waiting for it to start glowing, "Aaand FIRE!"
Donald
The arrow flies from Jhi'ro's simple bow. As the flames dance in the air, the khajiit watches with satisfaction. Soon, the bear will have been taken care of.
James
The arrow strikes the bear, sizzling as it embeds itself into the body of the bear, the bear roars, and instead of retreating or falling over dead it roars, *Loudly* And charges Jhi'ro
Christopher
"NOT GOOD!" He shouts shield charging the bear, slamming into its side
Donald
First came the fear, and Jhi'ro was frozen. Then, adrenaline kicked in. In the back of Jhi'ro's mind the wolfish instincts began to kick in. A transformation was imminent, but Jhi'ro forced himself to hold it back for the safety of Larios. "You want a fight?" The khajiit yelled. "I'll give you one." In a surge of strength, he charged the bear back, claws unsheathed and fangs bared.
James
The bear slams onto it's back, the arrow in its side sinking further into its body as it's pressed against the ground, it roars, snapping it's jaws at Jhi'ro
Christopher
"Woah there!" He says, "Beastly..." He mumbles to himself, moving closer to the bear with his mace readied
Donald
As the bear roars, Jhi'ro roars back. "I won't let you hurt him!" He cries. Despite not knowing Larios for long, he feels protective of the man. Nothing will happen to him, not on his watch. He raises his claws and brings them down, slashing across the bear's eyes.
James
The bear, no having lost a lot of blood as well as energy, dies
Christopher
"What got into you, lad, attacking it like that, a dumb move. Anyway come here, and I'll restore us." He says
Donald
The cat stood over the bear, panting, before exhaling in relief and shaking the blood off his claws. "It seemed to work, no?" Jhi'ro replies, stepping closer to Larios. "I can heal myself, no worries." He placed his bow along his back, and placed his hands forward, palm up. Sparks of magic began to crackle, and for a few seconds, a golden aura surrounded him. Soon enough though, the magic faded. "Worth a shot. It... It works sometimes."
Christopher
"Sir, with all due respect, I am literally a Priest." He says with both of his hands ready to perform a ritual
Donald
"Priest?" Jhi'ro compared the man to the priest of his pack. They also happened to be the pack's alchemist, and his father. If this man was anything like his father, then no harm will come to him. Very well, maybe this man could help. "Okay. I trust you." Jhi'ro closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Christopher
The ritual is quite fast, and after a moment a yellow flash happens, there's no immediate feeling, but you do feel that you are gradually being restored, "There, you should feel much better soon." He says, returning his mace to his loosening his grip on his shield, letting it fall to his side, not hitting the ground because of the sling