Sunset sighs, takes some papers out of her saddle bag, rolls them up and swats the beasty across the muzzle.
"Down! Stay!"
"Give it the wolfsbane you fools!....I can not make it sleep again."
Chief takes the Wolfsbane to administer to the creature.
he then pulls out a small leather pouch with various natural herbs and ointments.
using the wolfsbane he prepares a simple solution for the creature to drink.
Sunset swats Imiria with the rolled up paper, "Shush! Stay!"
Torod uses up all the rope they have to tie down the werewolf. "The better to kill it when the time comes." He'll even use his tent to bind it.
Sunset only frowns at Torod's words, though she adds her winter blanket to the things being used to keep the critter in check.
"So... this potion? It'll do the trick? As in make him better... Or jus', y'know, make him more... tractable...?" She asks.
With the beasty succumbing to the potion Sunset helps Imiria down off the horse. First hobbling the horse before looking to the health of her young niece.
With a stern demeanor Sunset talks to Imiria, even as she kneels down to check the girl's well being and general cleanliness.
"You've talkin' t'be done a'plenty come you gettin' back t' home. First an' up front though, ye can be sayin' thank'e an' sorry t' fellers here fer trouble ye put 'em through." Sunset indicates Torod and Chief. "When we're back at tha' Fort ye'll be sayin' tha' right words t' ye folks."
Sunset waits for Imiria to thank the two gentlemen for their time and efforts before looking again at the girl sternly.
"Ye've gone an' tossed me good faith in ye-self in ta' tha' dirt an' that's fair coin ye'll be workin' right hard t' recover." Sunset informs/warns the girl.
"There's 'Head Strong' an' there's foolish. Jus' survivin' yer lil' trip here don't make ye're much more wiser, I'm thinkin'. Jus' lucky folks cared enough about yer hide t' pass on that ye'd shot through an' there were folks able t' find yer self a'fore yon beasty got teeth in't ye." Sunset stands and absently brushes the dirt from her pants as she looks off into the distance.
"I'd bin right upset if'n tha' wilds had got ye." Sunset acknowledges, "But t'would still not change the fact there'd be nothin' but yer shade t' be takin' tha' brunt of me ire at ye foolishness of gettin' 'et." She finishes her admonition sternly.
he will be out for a few hours, plenty of time for the remedy to take effect.
Chief sends Elangomat out to do an aerial perimeter scouting. Elangomat will see of others are nearby. There is most likely at least one more out there.
"I am not sure when and where he was bitten, he came through the fort, a barbarian, feeling ill and wandering in a daze, then drinking and falling over alseep. Like I said he doesn't even know what is happening to him, so I got the herbs and was trying to get him to take them, but the moon came out and he smelled your horses, so he lost his s~** before I could administer it....."
Sunset nods at Imiria's explanation/words though she frowns slightly,
"That in't a 'Be thankin' ye' kind'a speakin'." Sunset notes/reminds to her Neice.
"It is a good thing you were doing, but coming out here alone was foolish, irresponsible, and immature. Especially without letting anyone know where you wee going. You call us fools? What was your plan? Use your Power then lead him back to rampage through the Stag Fort? Little girl, you have power, you have ability, you even have some knowledge, but you lack foresight.
I want no apology from her, Sunset, I doubt it would be sincere."
Sunset nods slightly at/to Torod's words but she herself stays out of any conversation between Imiria and Torod.
"It was a good plan get the man alone put him at ease and provide the only remedy to his suffering. You were not here, until the last to get him riled up about being followed."
"Do you not know what havok he would have unleashed in the fort?"
Werewolf fortitude save
Convulses violently....
"He may not survive the cure!"
Sunset sighs at Imiria's continued talking to Torod and Chief.
"I'll jus' be over at tha' horse y'know. Getttin' that shovel so's ye can keep on diggin' yer hole there lass. Seein' as yer tryin' ta' get along with tha' fellers there so rightly..." She says to Imiria even as she turns to get ready to load the bound fellow up onto her mount.
As the bloke begins to thrash and gurgle Sunset stops and rubs her fore-head, pushing her hat up as she does so.
"Well?" She looks to Chief and Torod, "We've come a good, long ways of gettin' all tha' herbs in't him. Plus all tha' work at gettin' him bundled up. You folks got somat ta' maybe help tha' feller t'be not dyin', like?" She asks a little nonplussed.
"Any other questions Sir Walker? We are on a bit of a tight schedule." She looks to Asta for confirmation as to which way she preferred they go next.
"We can use outriders for the militia. They'd still be doing what they're doing now, but they'll be doing it for the government -- with all the authority and equipment that comes with it."
Chief kneels beside the patient to see if he will survive.
Seraph nods her head in deference to Asta, not adding much more as she watched what transpired until a thought popped into her mind. "Perhaps we will have to discuss this more back at the Fort. I am sure Torod will be rather cross for our taking this noble detour milady. Though it will benefit him to know more are coming to settle the lands I am sure." She smirked at the idea o more converts for Arshea and Erastil, of which she didn't mind taking those few that felt the calling.
She looked to the Guardians, Yallandra and Daverar, a powerful question on her mind. "If there is some benefit to conquering this affliction other than curing it. Can it be done again, on me mayhap?"
If there was a benefit, she'd seek it out to aid their cause and not merely as a dash for power. She had nothing else in this life save ensuring their success, namely Asta's. Besides this journey just kept getting better and better! Inspiring her to take on more then she thought herself previously capable of.
"Welll.. lets git him in tha' horse." Sunset sighs even as she moves the large animal into a better position to the three of them to get the fellow over the saddle in such a way as he'll be 'comfortable' and easier to move back to the fort.....
Not the fort. The Temple of the Elk.
( ^-^)-b : Noted and thanks, won't wait so long next time lol. Funny enough they are heading to the temple of the Elk right after our conversation. Though the full moon is past sadly. :/
"This is not the first time that I've encountered a lycanthrope." Torod says as he leads the group on. For a moment his thoughts go to Elaina. "That time I found some friends... met some folk who helped cure her. Maybe they can do the same for him. Also, according to the little one, there seems to be at least on more out there rampaging through the land. Maybe my... allies can help us."
Sunset greets the lad with a wry smile and an offer of breakfast, though until those more in the know offer advise she doesn't undo the bindings.
"Mornin'." Is her way of partial introduction, "M'name's 'Sunset'. This is Torod, Chief an' me Niece Imiria. We found ye in quite tha' state t'other day an' are lookin' ta' take ye some where ta' be gettin' healin' fer whut seems ta' be yer ills." She outlines the group and their plans then awaits the lad's reply if any.
Sunset nods thoughtfully at the lad's words,
"Well, ye be in luck. These fine fellows," She indicates Cheif and Torod, "Know a thing or two about whut t'is that ails ye an' we're headin' ta' place whut should see ye through." She nods again.
"Might ye have an inkling as ta seein' any one else wanderin' about tha' planes all.. um.. 'Natural' like?" Sunset rubs her chin,
"Folks be sayin' there's more'n just yerself scamperin' about in'a woods an' barkin' at tha' moon of late." Sunset tries her best to be diplomatic at gaining information from Kundal.
Sunset smiles a little, "Aye not t'worry cub. I'm sure Torod and Chief will be fine at fixin' whut ails ye. Still, ye've given us a name we can be lookin' into when we get back ta' fort." She nods as the group continue to 'Do their thing'...
Sunset looks slightly askance at Kundal, "Here now? Whut were it ye be thinkin' fer gettin' ye clear of yer affliction out off in'a woods, then? Whut were in yer head, boy?"
Seraph waits patiently, watching the proceedings before leaning over to Asta at a lull point. "Shall we show Sir Walker the Elk Temple or return to the Fort Milady?" She was curious as the temple would take their Mite companion further afield. Their was also the chance of encountering Kobolds in their travels, which would be hopefully uneventful.
Early in the morning Chief headed out to gather food for the day.
arriving in time to greet the barbarian.
.
the one odd thing he notices is the bird perch on top of the chief's head.
you seem to be doing well. Chief offers him some food and checks on his general health.
at the mention of the Temple Chief tries to recall if he has encounted this place before.
"He still doesn't know what is happening. Dose him again."
This time she pulls out a dropper flasked glass bottle...
....."Oil of taggit, used to induce sleep."
Torod does not say much, but keeps close watch on the young man. He is not yet convinced that the disease has left yet.
"The temple. We need to serve as introduction both for Crackjaw and the prospective acolyte. Let's get going!"
Chief steps in front of the young one, Imiria, No need for that. He will be fine for now.
Leaving those in the know of healing Sunset drifts off to look around the place.
Sunset nods to her Niece, "Aye but we've a couple of fellers who be right skilled with tha' handlin' of animals, so there is that..." She touches the brim of her hat as a sign of respect to Torod and Chief. Sunset looks up at the sky,
"So, any one an inklin' of how tha' weather's gon'a be?" She asks.