(( mowler bit, bleeding, slashed  34/57))<br/><br/><br/>Mowler takes the bag from the weasle. He hear the hyene in his confusion, and uses that time to Slup back, making sure to stay out of sight of anyone in the courtyard, and take some wrapping off his arm. With a few hand signs and mutters he places his hand on his wounded shoulder feeling the tingling feeling of his magic start to take effect. then he proceeds to bandage it slightly, to make it appear as if he was still injured.<br/><br/>He was not on these guys side. He had decided from the moment of the Riot had started he was for the mice, simply because, Mice do not Eat who they Slay. And though the dead are no where near as tastsy as the living -- Mowler was sick to death of eating those blasted rations.<br/><br/>he sighed slightly as the magic began to take full effect, soothing his wound. He must not  be carless, for no one knew his loyalties expect himself and if were to be seen in the weasles and hyenes company, he would have alot of explaining to do. he must find a way to trip them up, without revealing himself, Or he must do it publicly so there are witnesses to back him up.<br/><br/>as he calculated a way for this to be only one thing remained constant. he wished for that weasle to pay.<br/><br/>"now you see my dilema" he spoke softly. "we would be wise to reach the others at the barrage and help them break threw" continuinf to keep his voice low as he lightly monovers the rope with his grappling hook, pulling it back down off the higher roof and bundling it up.  "and for all the god's sake, keep your heads down"<br/><br/>((cast Cure moderate wounds))<br/>((10roll + 7lvl = +17hp))<br/>((mowler hp = 51/57))