Just as suddenly as the combat had begun it was over, the world slowly fading back in focus as the adrenaline wore off. Tali stood there breathing hard, mostly from the excitement of the combat then actually doing anything. Looking about the scene before her she took note of what the others were doing, the state of their caravan and began to think about what needed to be done. Just like when working in the mines, one could not sit by and do nothing following a bit of a crisis situation. People needed to be moving and shit needed to get done. There was still a job to complete and she fully well planned on getting paid.<br/><br/>BC's heavy breathing concerned her, but she had seen a similar wound when working in mines when a beam collapsed and impaled one of their oxen. That beast was in no where near the shape and health of BC so she knew that for the moment he was going to be alright.<br/><br/>â€œAlright lets get this show on the roadâ€ she says aloud so that everyone can hear. Waving to the two other caravan drivers, â€œOne of you unhook the lamed horse from the rest of the team, see about asking Tony if he will help to ease its suffering. The other one needs to take one of our good horses and retrieve the two lead steeds that Myrsit released in the beginning of combat. We are going to need them to get this caravan going again, we still have a schedule to keepâ€ turning from them she addressed the rest of the group.<br/><br/>â€œThe wounded need to be treated and assessed. I already know that some of us are not going to be able to continue on because of their injuriesâ€ her eyes intentionally looking to the severally injured elf and the human with the burned hands who was aiding her. â€œWe have a schedule to keep and are likely to run into more trouble so we are going to need on those who can help in the defense of the caravan, which is our JOB first and foremostâ€ she stressed the word job as that is what was important in this situation and she wanted to remind everyone of this. â€œSo that being said the elf is going to have to return back to Aborline for medical treatment. None of us here are skilled surgeons and without proper care she could lose her leg. Not to mention the fact she would be nothing but dead weight on our hands for who knows how long and if we are attacked again she is just a liabilityâ€ she paused looking about the group the gauge their feelings before continuing on. â€œNow since she is injured she will need an escort and given the bond that the two of you have formed,â€ she spoke to directly to Boundary, â€œI think that you should escort her back to town. She has her own horse and we could easily fashion a litter for the horse to pull behind, allowing her an easy trip back as well as a faster trip. Traveling on a lone horse would be faster then a loaded down caravan. The two of you should make it back in about half the time we did getting to this point. Given the money you have both received for the beginnings of this job there should be more then enough to seek out the aid of a skilled healer. For the sake of our job and not upsetting our employer with lost cargo and any extra delays this is what is bestâ€ her tone was neutral as she spoke with logic in the matter.<br/><br/>While yes it was known throughout the camp that Tali hated elves with a fiery passion she was not stupid. Outright telling them to leave her there in the woods to die would have caused somewhat of a stir. Even if she showed herself to be beyond useless in a fight not to mention cowardly as she ran at the first wound she received. Had she at least made herself useful in combat then perhaps she could have overlooked her race, but cowardice something she could never ever tolerate.<br/><br/>She did not wait for their answers or opinions in this matter, because to her it was not something to be discussed. This was something that had to be done for the sake of the trip, their job, so emotional outbursts or hurt feelings did not matter. After all it was not personal, just business. So, without a glance over her shoulder she went to check on Winwe whom she had seen run off into combat but had not made it back to the group thus far.<br/><br/>Tali found him struggling to make it back more to the group proper, making her smirk at his determination, â€œEasy there my mysterious hooded friend. You are just going to make it worseâ€ she goes to his side and allows him to rest some of his weight on her as she supported him. â€œLet me help you get there and then we can work together to treat that leg of yours. We will have you back on your feet in no timeâ€ she smiled reassuringly at him as she helped him back to where the group was making â€œcampâ€, basically where the caravans were together.<br/><br/>Setting him down so he could rest his back against one of the wheels on the lead caravan she looked over his wound, â€œWell...these pants are ruined anyway so...â€ drawing her knife with deft hands she cut the material about the wound to give them more room to work. â€œIt does not look like its in there too bad....I suppose we could pull it out. Though first we need to do something to stop the blood from just gushing out everywhere....â€ she spoke aloud somewhat to herself though mostly to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Winwe smiled loosely at Taliha when she set him down with his back to the caravan wheel, as she tore open his pant legs he let out a small sigh â€œI was foolish to charge spears, I should know betterâ€ he said with a small chuckle, Winwe looked up at Taliha â€œI've seen a wound like this before, the best course of action would be to use a tourniquet above the wound to stop the bleeding as much as possible, I think it may be better if you do that, as your doing that I'll pull the damn thing out and using the cloth wrap it tightly around the wound, I would do it myself the wrapping I mean but I fear when I yank it out my hands will become unsteady.â€ Winwe said in a more calm and local manner than he normally did, he was trying to keep himself calm and keep his mind focused on anything other than the pain in his leg.</span><br/><br/>Tali nodded, she had done one or two before herself, on miners when there was a cave in. â€œWell sit tight. Let me go and gather some suppliesâ€ she pats his shoulder before standing to gather the supplies that they were going to need. Coming back as quickly as possible she set everything down and made the tourniquet, just above his wound and at an angle. Before she began to tighten it down, first took out her pipe and packed it with a fresh and rather aromatic weed. Using some matchsticks she lit her pipe, puffed on it a few times to get it going before offering it to Winwe.<br/><br/>â€œSmoke this....it will help with the pain. Puff it in and hold it before blowing it out....â€ she instructed, waiting for him to get a good couple of puffs before beginning to twist the tourniquet.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Winwe took the pipe between his lips taking long drags and holding it down, after few long puffs of smoke the pain started to dull, Looking up at Taliha he gave her a quick nod before grabbing hold of the spear shaft and tightening his grip, â€œokay Taliha if you wouldâ€ he said trying to keep his voice calm the weed was most defiantly helping the pain, but he wasn't sure how it would fair against the sudden pain like ripping a sharp bit of metal out of his leg. </span><br/><br/>Taliha nodded tightening down the tourniquet enough that she figured would stop the bleeding, tying it in place she looked at his trembling hands and rested her own atop them, â€œHere....let me...â€ her tone gentle and boarding on possible compassion. When he nodded and pulled his hands back she took hold of the spear end and pulled it out. Taking care not the wrench it and not force it out, more of trying to guide it back out the hole it had made. Once it was clear she took the water skin she had and poured it over the wound, cleaning it out as thoroughly as possible. Once done she held the wound close with one hand as she used the other to bound it tightly together with a length of clean cloth.<br/><br/>The wound looked clean and he should be walking again in about a day, if not sooner. She let the tourniquet remain so that they could control the bleeding and make sure it was stopping on its own. She would alleviate the pressure in about an hour and continue to do so until it had stopped on its own. â€œWell...I think you are going to live....but I would smoke on that pipe until its all gone. Alright?â€ she gives and smile when he nods back. Patting him on the shoulder once more she gets up to tend to BC now, â€œDon't go losing my pipe now!â€ she calls back to Winwe without looking behind her.<br/><br/>It took more just calming words and the reassurance from Taliha to make BC feel better then her actually tending his wounds. â€œIts ok...all cleaned and patched upâ€ she crooned softly to him as she hugged him and patted his broad neck, his head draped over her shoulder to get as much contact with her as possible. â€œJust as handsome as ever, my big brave boy. Protecting me from those nasty little Goblinsâ€ she continued to speak softly and comforting to him until he appeared calmer. It was not until BC was settled that she took care of her own wound, washing it and dressing it in a clean bandage. It was not too serious and she barely noticed it at all, though she was going to have to mend the pants that night while they were camping.<br/><br/>That taken care of she, with the help of the caravan drivers(back from their respective tasks) began to search the bodies of the Goblins. Taking anything that they deemed valuable for resale later.