"<strong>Now now, isn't anyone going to ask the poor thing if she's alright?</strong>"Oriana scolded as she dismounted from her new horse, stumbling slightly as she awkwardly hit the ground "<strong>After all, if a certain arrow-happy individual hadn't started shooting before we even <em>tried</em> to enact the original plan we might have cleared this up without any bloodshed! In case you've already forgotten, the poor thing hasn't done anything but bleed and run. No sense in passing judgement before we even hear her story.</strong>"<br/><br/>As the bipeds chattered, Tsoni finally trotted up to the group, taking a seat next to her mistress and looking around curiously. The scarf around her neck was splattered with blood, all from the skinny bandit she savaged, but otherwise she looked the part of a strange, exotic sort of pet.<br/><br/>The sorceress flashed a crooked grin at Lydia to show she wasn't really<em>that</em>upset, but quickly turned back to the bandit girl once her hands had been bound. In truth she didn't really trust her, but a kind smile and some friendly words had generally served her best when trying to coax information out of less-than-cooperative people. "<strong>I'm afraid none of us are healers, so there isn't much we can do about that wound apart from keep it clean and dressed. The obvious aside, are you feeling alright? Can you make the ride back to the trading post?</strong>"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Got a 22 on my <del>"I'm nice and reasonable and you want to be my friend"</del> Diplomacy roll (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=46035)</div></div>