(1 healing surge spent, current Hp 62/69. current surges left 6/8)<br/><br/>With the fight over, Rolan let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. That was certainly a very strange... very awkward fight.<strong>"That was a lot tougher then I thought it would be."</strong>he said to no one in particular.What bothered him is dryads are not usually hostile.. unless their tree is threatened.. there was something way off about these things. At least that's what he remembered.. its all possible that he might not be thinking straight because of the fight.<br/><br/>A short rest was doing him good, recovering his strength as Bryn made sure everything was well on its way to the afterlife.He had just eased himself onto the ground, sitting as comfortably as he could, when Bryn came up to him. his eyes took in the paladin as she spoke.<strong>"Alright... give me a second bryn."</strong>he said to her. he started to unlace the armor on his torso.. getting it open enough so that he could pull it to the side. His lean body showing ragged red trails of dried blood and torn flesh.. obviously not life threatening.. at least not anymore. but it looked ugly.. and a few of the trails ran down along his torso to dip into the waistline of his pants.