Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140306020948/@comment-11457306-20140318013756

(Sorry, mis-understood.  Fixed.)

Peri saw movement and slid off the horse, dropping the reins so that the mare would stand where she was. She ran forward, immediately recognizing the Claymore and the large form it was strapped to. "Oh gods, Kenyon!"

With difficulty she rolled him over onto his back and examined the wound as best she could in the dark. The wound did not appear to be large but it was in a bad spot. She pulled her pack off and dug out another scroll. Where could she take him? He needed far more care than she could give. He needed Torene. But she couldn't take him into the middle of what might be already a raging battle. She thought of Valenwood. Maybe she could convince the elves to help, since he'd already been there. She leaped up and went to get the mare and led her over to where Kenyon lay. Kneeling beside him again, she placed a hand on him and lifted the scroll, this one imprinted to take her wherever she thought of to go. Since she'd been there before, she could imagine the great Tree Thane in the forest of Valenwood. They disappeared...

...and re-appeared in the clearing below the giant trees, to be met once again by an army of vigilant elves. This is getting to be a habit.

"Please!  I need your help!" Peri lifted her arms over her head.