The Master Mage had arrive back home the day before *I survived four years of university and here I am home for Winterfest.*<br/>She was riding her chestnut mare with a white patch down her muzzle. All the sudden a wagon passed her the horses were a blur. There were four uniformed men and one was... "oh gods. They tossed something."<br/>It hit the dirt road with a thud. A cry came from the thing, "I am sworn to save it."<br/>The mage immediately tugged on the rains and crossed the main and only road to wild woof shire. The being came to view as she got closer. The being had a burlap bag over its head. There were ropes bound to the hand and feet.<br/>The master mage leapt from the saddle her long cotton petticoats and plaid quilted dress were caught on the saddle horn. She removed her skirts and a carpetbag-of-holding from the saddle. She ran and sat in the snow next to the being. She first untied the bag covering the head.<br/>He was a male same species as hers. His eyes were too blackened hands swollen to see the color of his eyes. She quickly untied his hands and feet. He wore tattered raiment's of a uniform. The color faded, covered in dirt, sweat, and dried blood. The mage had to cover mouth.<br/>"Oh gods. Your will freeze out here and die of frostbite. His whole body was cold. She removed her wool and blue satin lined cloak. She draped over him. The mage examined his body. His hands were bloodied. "Not it's his wrists!" He was shackled. His whole body was covered in bruises. She traced his sides and found his ribs cracked not broken. His left arm had dried blood from a blunt object.<br/>The man's pelvis was gashed and was his right leg. The gash was so deep bone protruded.<br/>*Thank the gods tour still breathing and out cold."<br/>With a wave of her hand and an utterance, the man was floated to her horse and secured to the saddle. He was carried over the saddle on his stomach. The managed hiked up the stirrup not to hit his head. She led the mare at a fast pace to her home. *Thank the gods we are just a stones through from home.*<br/>"I'll get you cleaned up and in bed. You are most likely sick already."<br/>The mage spoke to the half-dead man. I wonder why you are dressed in hardly any clothes, in the dead of winter. I will find out who you are soon."<br/>Kate arrived at the back of the manor and floated the man into the manor and to a guest room off the main hall. Kate yelled from the room. Ann, I need your help. I found a man on the side of the road.<br/>Ann, the housemaid and cook cane running and threw her arms in the air, "Katie that be a man. Who is he?"<br/>Kate looked over him as he lay on the bed. "He has nothing. He was tossed from a wagon and left here."<br/>"I will help you bath him. Whew, he needs like a mess of baths. Get his clothes off and burn them where has this man been?"<br/>Kate and Ann turned him over to find his back has been flayed by both blade and whip.<br/>"Gohh what the man do to get beaten and fogged?"<br/>Kate is he breath 'in?"<br/>"We got to bath him before I can heal him."