Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20131225005548

Caleb burst into Arcadia's Cauldron, expecting it to be empty. The pirate was right of course, there wasn't a soul to recieve him or the wounded woman in his arms...

"Okay, you just watch over her, I'm going to look around." Caleb's tone was asertive, as if he was a superior officer of sorts. He was too used to being a capatain and he dreaded starting a new life in which he'd just be an underling again...

The dunmer went into the back room and began to look at the stock on the shelves, "Okay... let me see what we have here..."

Morgen glanced over to her sister, she had never seen anyone so... white before. She almost looked like a corpse, for the first time in a long time, she truly worried about her condition.

"Sylvie... it's okay, that dark elf is getting a potion. Just hang in there..."

Sylvia murmered something but she was too weak to speak, Morgen couldn't hear what she was saying.

Caleb came back with several bottles, potions of healing of all sorts of strength and potions of regeneration to speed up the healing process.

"Right, I need you to hold her head back and pinch her nose..." Caleb ordered, forcing the cork off of one of the bottles.

"Right!" Morgen ran around and placed her hands over sister's ears, holding her head back as Caleb instructed. She looked worried, constantly looking up and down.

The dunmer leaned forward and poured the healing potion into the nord's mouth, holding her wrist and stopping her from squirming, he threw the empty bottle away and went for another one.

"You know what you're doing, don't you?" Morgen asked, sounding desperate at this point.

"Yeah, I've seen guys survive worse..." The dunmer lied, holding her still as she choked.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard behind them and an imperial came into view. She was an old woman with grey hair that had clearly been brown at some point. She looked furious as she noticed that some of her stock had been taken.

"Bastard looters! Get out of here, now!" She barked at them, grabbing a sword from under the counter.

"We can't go yet!" Caleb snapped, looking over his shoulder.

"Urgh... bloody thieves, my life has been one hard struggle against you! First my shop assistant steals my gold and my stock and now you're here looting!" She stepped forward, seething with rage, she was going to run her sword through the old dunmer's back until she saw the barely living nord infront of her.

"G-gods... is she?"

"No..." Caleb grumbled "but her chances will improve if you give us more potions!"

Arcadia looked like she was going to be sick, she dropped the iron long sword to the ground and ran to the back room. Trying to find a healing or cure disease potion that hadn't already been found and used.

"Is she going to die?" Morgen panicked, sounding like the fourteen year old child that she really was. This hard facade could only last as long as she was in control and she was slowly losing control to forces that were beyond the control of any man/mer or even the daedra.

"No." Caleb replied, sternly. He truly believed it, she had to pull through here, because he believed she would.

The dunmer pulled up her dress, Morgen looked confused and slightly horrified at first but she said nothing. She had to trust him...

The pirate noticed a small black ring around her stomach. The wound had been closed but it was still infected underneath and it looked like she had some internal damage...

"Where's the nearest healer?" He snapped at Arcadia, he was too panicked to compose himself, this woman had minutes to live.

"He'll be with everyone else, in dragon's reach!" Arcadia informed him, she was truly afraid of him now. Moreso than she was when she thought that the dunmer before him was a common criminal.

"Right, thanks..." He strained, lifting the unconscious nord up and carrying her to the door, gesturing for Morgen to follow, the girl obeyed, holding her bow with trembling hands.

"You can't go out there, the city is under siege!" Arcadia cried out, warning them.

Caleb stopped, thinking about what she had said.

"Then we'll just have to be quick..."

The pirate booted the door open and stepped out in to the battlefield.