Jeslara 'Jessa' Eventide wrote:
"A-are you injured, good sir?" she loudly asks.
Jessa can hardly stay focused on the man, still unnerved by how close she came to core of the fray...and the stinging pain of her own considerable wound. Above their heads, Blackwing continues to circle, keeping an eye out for any new foes so he can warn her and the rest of the group.
"I... You... I... You saved me."
The noble seems to be stunned. Or possibly in shock. His eyes are wide, and fixed on you.
