It seems Durien overreacted when trying to catch the woman as she managed it herself. Swaying just to the point of falling over but catching herself before the point of no return. Though he did notice her leaning into his arm ever so slightly. A valiant warrior this one, never wanting to show weakness or need of help.<br/><br/>Just then another of the group came up, "Hello, are you injured? I am Hilde. Can you hear me?" Gently she reached out to see if she can offer aid. Turning to the others, "Perhaps a fire to warm us all? Surely someone can built a fire? This one appears cold and in shock."<br/><br/>Durien looked this one over quickly. She's lovely in the moonlight, Durien always had a weak spot for that burning red hair.<br/><strong>Well, tis good ta see that least one uh yas has some humanity in 'em.</strong>looking at the injured woman now,<strong>Here, let's get ya ta the group, least ways the mass o' gaukin' bodies can block the breeze till someone breaks thier stares long 'nough ta strike some kindlin.</strong><br/><br/>Looking over to the redhead beside him<strong>So, Hilde are ye? We might be needin to make a litter ta bring 'er inta town. I can use me staff fer one side an maybe borrah a cloak from someone. You got another walkin stick we can use?</strong>