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| Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 12:33 am Post subject: |
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T'ka waited for reinforcements to come...to go after those females...when a report came through the dragons, Jalaran relaying it to her.
{Silver Wing's rider's been injured!} came the report from Jalaran, just as T'ka had whipped her head in the direction she somehow felt her cousin to be in. Even before Jalaran had relayed the report to her...T'ka somehow had known.
*How bad?* she managed to ask, though her instincts told her that it was bad. {Not sure at this point!} came her reply.
T'ka turned to look back at the females before her, who stood as if they were laughing....if such creatures could laugh...that would be what one would see....and hear...if one could hear over top the chaos below.
T'ka looked around for M'ren...he was no where in sight and she hoped that he was ok...though she knew he would be...since she has not received any reports about him as of yet. She supposed that could be a good thing...yet it could also be a bad thing.
T'ka could not wait any longer...something had to be done...and done NOW!
*Jala...change of plans...if M'ren gets angry well he will just have to get over it....something has to be done NOW!* she told the queen.
{M'ren's not going to like this...but you just may be right. I know what you are thinking...we will do it now?} Jalaran said. *Yes, we do it now! The protective ring is around us. They will not know what is happening, until after the fact. You are the largest of your kind here...it should be an easy task for you!* T'ka replied.
T'ka and Jalaran turned away from the females, as if they were heading away and forgetting they were even there.
T'ka turned her head slightly back, just enough to watch them...and soon as they realized T'ka and Jalaran posed no threat, they focused their eyes below on their males.
It was all T'ka and Jalaran needed for their little stunt to take place and be effective. She gave Jalaran the signal, who dove from beneath the ring of protective riders around them, and then flew straight at the females.
Deep down, T'ka knew it was a dangerous move...but she also knew that the lives of her people were at stake, as well as the dragons.
As she and Jalaran came in close to the females, T'ka's hadn't noticed the largest one...the very one she had locked eyes with....was already watching them, and had some sort of crudely made, spear-like weapon, tipped with some type of poison, in her hands. Just as Jalaran scooped down and snatched up one of the smaller females, the largest one sent out a loud screech-like roar, as she moved back away from Jalaran.
At the last moment, she planted the poison-tipped, crudely-made, spear-like weapon into T'ka's right thigh. T'ka screamed out in pain, glad for the harnesses, else she would have fallen from Jalaran's back.
At the surge of pain through the link, Jalaran....angered, threw the female with so much force, against the rocky face of the ledge. T'ka grabbed at the spear-like weapon, tried to free it from her leg...but was unable to while they were in the air.
*Jala, I need you to alert the others that I've been injured. BUT...be sure to let Scar know to tell M'ren there was no choice in the matter!* she told Jalaran. Jalaran could sense even T'ka's mental voice was weakening due to the poisoning, as T'ka collapsed over Jalaran's neck.
{Reports have already been sent soon as you were hit...we need to get you to the Med Ceter.} Jalaran replied, but T'ka was too weak to reply back.
Jalaran flew as fast as she could toward the Med Center, clear on the other side of the Green. The ring of protective riders were around the once more. She could hear another high pitched roar being sent out fron that ledge. And soon noticed the males were heading toward the females...all but one and the few he had with him.
Jalaran could pay him no mind, her rider was more important at the moment. Soon as she landed in front of the Med Center, those rider with them, some landed as well, to keep them protected...one dismounting to come help T'ka to dismount and carry her into the Med Center, where she was laid upon a bed.
One of the Nomad healers, a dain Hehran came to tend to her injury, pulling the spear-like weapon from her thigh....and setting to working.
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| Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 3:32 pm Post subject: |
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G'win was in the dragon room with the other new recruits and there newly joined hatchlings waiting for the festival to begin and after they where all introduced to one another he walked over to his pack and was talking to Koda his little black panther cub and was getting ready to introduce Koda to the new recriuts...when he took Koda out of his pack, Koda ran over to Von and sniffed him and then came back to G'win.
On his way back G'win noticed Koda had a piece of the dragon's egg shell in his mouth and when Koda got back to G'win, his master was sitting and holding his newly hatched drake. G'win heard a lot of niose coming from outside. As he turned, he noticed, Lucio half carrying Kaiari through the entrance. Aheated battle, could be heard beyond that entrance.
Gwin raced from the Dragon room, his hatchling hot on his heels. The cavern corridor was dim, but he paid no mind to that. He felt he needed to do something to help, and since being in the battle was out of the question, the next best thing would be the Med Center. As G'win was making his way to the med center, a younger boy raced passed him in the same direction. He stopped the boy and questioned him. The boy stated that Kaiari sent him for some Anestheal.
"I will go get the Anestheal for her, you bring the bandages. The healer will need to be alerted as well, if she hasn't been already." G'win said quickly as the two headed off again.
After alerting the healers, he returned to the cavern, handed Lucio the Anestheal, as the other boy handed over the bandages, and per Kaiari's instructions, Lucio bandaged her. Lucio then left Kaiari's side, and went to defend the entrance. G'win sat nearby, watching as Kaiari seemed to be weakening, though her pain seemed to be lessening, due to the Anestheal...which has a high numbing effect.
G'win left her side and headed over to the entrance where Lucio stood defiantly. He knew there wasn't much that he himself could do, without a sword. When he returned to Kaiari's side, it was then he noticed the bandages that Lucio had just put on her back, were now soaked in blood. Being raised among the Nomad people, he knew this young woman need a dain Hehran to see to her injury.
Kaiari's eyes were closed, so he turned back to Lucio. "Listen...she needs a dain Hehran healer...which means she needs to be taken into the Med Center now!" he told him. He knew the young man would know his words to be true, being of the Nomads as he was. Nomads had a way of recognizing others of the Nomadic people, although G'win himself had only been raised by them...he still knew...also knew Kaiari was one as well, or atleast half.
"You bring her, I will go and be sure the dain Hehran healer knows she is needed." he said as he hurried off back down the dim corridor to the Med Center. G'win quickly finds the healer's quarters, and finds the door to be locked, so he pounded on the door as hard as he could to wake the healer and with the last hard pound, he nearly tore the door from its' heavy hinges.
The noise woke the healer out of a deep sleep. The healer ran to the door, tore it open. She took one hard look at G'win, her face stern. "What is the honor of your visit at this time of night?" she asked him in a very harsh tone, clearly disturbed by being woke out of her relaxing sleep. G'win then tells the healer what was going on, and why she was urgently needed.
"Wait here a moment...there are a few things I will need!" she said in an more caring, yet hurried tone. So, G'win waits for her to hoping the extra time it takes won't make much difference.
Just as she returned, he turned to find Lady Tarika, Ismene Warren's Warrenlady, being brought in with some kind of spear-like weapon, protruding from her leg. The dain Hehran healer turnes to him, "I must tend to her first, have the young rider brought here immediately." she stated as she headed off to tend to the Warrenlady.
G'win gave her a quick nod, and returned to help Lucio, if he needed, to bring Kaiari to the Med Center.
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| Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 5:26 pm Post subject: |
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Kaiari lay, half on her side, her eyes barely open. She could feel her body weakening, but remained quiet. She didn't want to distract Lucio in any way.
She barely noticed another had joined her side...a young male. At one point she had opened her eyes, staring right at the young man, but it was as though she did not see him. The poison was working it's way through her body, as she started to lose consciousness. She barely heard the young man calling out to Lucio, telling him that she needed a dain Hehran healer. Only those of the Nomadic people would know what a dain Hehran healer was, and what she actually did through her healings.
Although, her pain had somewhat subsided...due to the highly numbing ingredient in the Anestheal, her wounds were far from being healed. The wounds soon were soaking blood through the bandages Lucio had just placed on her.
Slipping in and out of consciousness, she was able to catch the words of her needing a dain Hehran healer...and though she didn't want to truly distract Lucio...she knew G'win was right. "He's right Lucio...without her...I don't know...." her words faded, as she slipped into unconsciousness again.
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As G'win helped Lucio bring Kaiari to the Med Center. By the order of the dain Hehran healer. They where being followed by there young hatchlings and Koda G'wins panther cub. He could sense Von's worried feelings in the back of his thoughts. He spoke to the young hatchling, assuring him that things would soon be ok. Looking at the other two hatchlings, and through Von's thoughts, he knew the other two belonging to Kaiari and Lucio were worried as well. As Von became soothed, he then had him soothing the other two hatchlings.
They knew they must hurry and get there fallen comrade to the med center quickly, before she worsened....but the halls of the caverns where so full of injured people, it made it a slow trek to the med center. But they made it and placed Kaiari on a bed, on her side, so as not to upset the wound and bandages on her back. He watched as Lucio stayed close to her on one side, while he was on the other side of the bed. The bandages were blood soaked, but to G'win...Kaiari looked in a deep sleep and unhindered by the pain.
They waited by her side until the healer came to her aid, wiping the sweat off Kaiari's forhead. G'win asked Lucio to keep pressure on her wound until the healer can tend to her Lucio nods his head. "I will return...I'd like to see if there are others needing help to bring in the injured." he said, as he takes his leave of them, to see if there is anyone else who needs help bringing the wounded into to the med center.
When he returned the dain Hehran healer had just finished up with the WarrenLady, and was now making her way to Kaiari's side. She closed a curtain around them, asking the two young men to wait outside the curtain. When they did, she went back inside the curtain to tend to Kaiari's wounds. G'win gave a small sigh, knowing that Kaiari was in safe hands now. He turned to Lucio, knowing that he too knew as well, but knew the man worried over Kaiari, as he did, as well. G'win didn't know Kaiari and Lucio all that well, but felt that tonight's battle may somehow bring the three closer.
Looking down, he found Von, standing beside him, with Lucio's hatchling beside him...but Kaiari's hatchling was slipping her way into the curtained off area, to her rider. G'win could hear the dain Hehran healer trying to get the small hatchling out of the area, and beyond the curtain, but she wouldn't budge and gave the healer a warning growl...as if to say...if a dragon could speak aloud...she would be saying about now that she was staying, her rider needed her, and that was final. After a month in the warren, G'win knew the strong determination and level of caring a dragon had for his or her rider.
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Zeel watched over his rider. Demetar seemed hardly able to speak at all or at the least stand. To much blood was gone but what amazed the dragon is how well Demetar dealt with the poison. The blood must have been full of it and it was hard for the dragon sometimes to look at the terrible wound at Demetar's left side. It was surrounded by a thin green line which must have been poison or infection and the rest had a red and black. The dragon noticed that Demetar did not forget the wound for most of the ranger's weight was on his right. Zeel himself was hardly as injured and knew the reason. If Demetar had only stayed with the smaller ones he would be fine for his defences will let hardly anything pass or not something so severe. But fighting against maybe three of the veterans with no rest is what had beaten him.
Demetar noticed Zeel's thoughts which might have been passed to him accidentally or purposely and it hurt him to turn around and face the dragon then back at Jesseret. He knew the two will be alright together with the two dragons and he himself. He could not stay here at his current condition and he also noticed what seemed like two forms of human coming out. One holding another well the other strode a head. Demetar weakly bowed nearly falling over from his extuation and loss of blood and the other things.
Zeel again lowered himself for Demetar to climb on and strap himself to the saddle. "Dammit you had to go alone didn't you!" Zeel shouted
Demetar's head throbbed at the sudden outburst of the dragon but did not answer knowing anything he will say his friend will know how to counter with another truth. Zeel climbed up to the sky looking back and bowing to the four below and headed for the med center. Black Flame continuously bombarding the monsters below. He received the command and tried to help on his way to the med center. He could tell he killed a few others retreating back knowing they were defeated. But did they truly win with so many looses. Zeel landed in front the med center spying the queen. Demetar two noticed the queen dragon and with a bit of pain lifted his head. He rested on the saddle and found that it helped a bit but the bleeding from the two wounds on his face covered a bit of one eye and he rubbed the blood off.
{At least I-We helped} Demetar said the dragon nodding his head in return. The med center did not seem as crowded for their must have been another medical center, a temporary one, in the hatchling cavern too.
A healer or two demetar could not tell came up and eased him from the saddle. They began to look after his main wound, the one on his right side, well others came and checked over Zelander. Another brought a stretcher were they laid down Demetar and carried him in, Zeel waiting outside. Demetar was put down on a bed where far away he though he saw the form of Lucio and another who he did not know or meet yet. He suddenly felt numb and knew that the healers began to work. His head was put straight up staring at the ceiling. A healer came in with a pair of scissors and some thread for stitches. Another began to disinfect the large wound which was more of three long deep slashed were two were close together and must have ripped making a large one as he fought off the last of the monsters protecting Sylvia. He could hear them all moving around. Finally they began the stitching and lucky for the numbing Demetar did not feel it yet he knew that when the were to stitch the cut on his head he will be put to sleep for awhile.
"We heard something about one rider nearly being killed by the hatchling cavern fighting off some of those larger ones" Demetar could hear the voice of a healer. She seemed old and rough yet kind. "You were an idiot to go alone!" Demetar only smiled at the last remark.
Demetar could not tell how long he was there yet he finally fell asleep weather it was on his own or the healers' fault.
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Kaiari
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Unconscious, Kaiari was helped to the Med Center and placed on a bed....unaware of anything around her. Slowly she opened her eyes to find Lucio, along with G'win standing beside her, as she lay upon a bed in the Med Center.
When she spotted G'win reaching forward to wipe the sweat, caused from the poison, from her forehead. She recoiled a bit, causing pain to shoot through her back, where the wound was. Besides Lucio, no one had ever touched her skin for any reason. Feeling that pain shoot through her, she took a deep intake of breath, trying to will that pain away.
She looked up into Lucio's eyes, the pain clearly showing in her own eyes. She barely heard G'win's words to Lucio, before he left them. She reached her hand out slowly for Lucio's hand, and grasped ahold of it.
After some time, Gwin returned, just as the dain Hehran healer came to her side, then moments later ushering Lucio and G'win away and behind the curtain she was closing around her bed. She then came back to her side. Just as the healer was about to start, Tyae slipped within the confines of the curtain. When the healer tried to usher her out, she gave a growl, as if telling the healer that she stays and that was final....which in fact she was...Kaiari could hear her within her own mind...but whether the healer understood, she was not sure.
The dain Hehran healer gave a quick shake of her head, then a sigh, as she turned back to Kaiari. She removed the bandages from Kaiari's back and then...placing a hand on Kaiari's forehead, which caused Kaiari to flinch a bit, but stopped as she knew the woman was trying to help her.
As the healer worked, Kaiari could feel a deep presence within her...one that was not Tyae, nor herself. A burning sensation, beginning from where the woman touched her, flowing down to her feet, then back up, and then centering around the wound in her back. The burning felt like nothing Kaiari had ever felt before...causing excruciating pain.
Kaiari tightly closed her eyes against the pain, resisting the urge to scream out. Soon after, a greenish-yellow liquid oozed from the wound on her back, mixed among the blood. This intense burning sensation continued, now centered around the wound.
It took nearly an hour for the task to be complete, and all the poison removed from Kaiari's body. As the dain Hehran healer finished, she removed her hand from Kaiari's forehead, then walked to the curtain to call for another healer.
Kaiari could barely hear what was being said, but understood as the second healer came in to dress her would, slathering a generous amount of Anestheal on the wound, then bandaging it, as the dain Hehran healer left them and went off to tend to others.
When her wound was bandaged, the healer went to the curtain, opened it and ushered the young men in. Looking at Lucio, while at the same time, assuring Tyae she would be fine....she reached out for his hand, just as her eyes closed for a moment, as she felt the Anestheal doing what it was made to do.
Her eyes drifted over to G'win. "Thank you...both of you!" she said softly to them. Though she didn't know G'win well, she knew he deserved her thanks. Her eyes went back to Lucio, her hand in his.
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Agvnige Wahya
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Silver wing had just released a breath of fire that due to her anger was hotter then anything she had ever done before, and was more like a bolt of flame then a wall or jet of flame. She was worried for Aggie for the wound and the poison was stronger then that of the younger veterans. It seemed the creature was the eldest male in the group and there fore his poison was ten times stronger and faster then that of his lower warriors.
Feeling something above her she looked up in time to see Asralyn coming to their rescue. ~She was attacked by the alpha male, Assie. I can feel the Poison spreading through her fast. She needs help fast.~ She told the Drake as she continued to attack the creatures that seemed to be fueled by the scent of blood and a wounded prey. Silver would die protecting her rider, better her to die then for Aggie to die.
Agvnige eyes were heavy to her as if someone had placed lead weights on them and where the claw had ripped through her flesh she felt like she had been branded by a blacksmiths newly fired sword or piece of iron. She was resting against a boulder, most of it’s mass under her arm as she didn’t want to fall back on to the wound and yet she didn’t think she had the strength to move forward.
Suddenly she felt warmth of a body near her as something was positioned where the boulder had just been. Turning her head her nostrils were filled with the scent of musk, blood, sweat and a cologne she had enjoyed earlier in the evening. “Jessie?” she asked faintly as her head felt heavy and soon was rolling back and only stopped due to the fact that it was still connected to her body by the neck. Hearing him ask if she could walk she slowly shook her head no since strangely her throat felt like it was clamped shut. But to who ever looked at her, her head shaking looked more like a slow rolling from the right to left along Jess’s shoulder.
Unknown to Agvnige, two of her soldiers heard the call from Jess’ret for aid. Running to them after Demeter’s dragon had taken him to the med center, the two lads helped to get her from where the two had been behind the dragons to the front of the med center. They were greeted at the door by a dain healer and a few others. Aggie did manage to open her eyes to nothing more then a slit. It was then she noticed her cousin was wounded and on a cot near by. Suddenly her upper body was up from the cot that was starting to soak up some of the blood from her wounded shoulder. “TARIKA!” she cried out, and almost began to fight the men and the Dain healer as they tried to calm her back down.
Aggie then felt a familiar weight on her good shoulder. Turning she took noticed of a face she loved deeply. Jess was there trying to calm her down, she was sure she was hearing him correctly. That her cousin was alright and was taken care of but his words were slow and distorted to her ears as the pain from the poison was starting to pound in her eardrums. As her eyes rolled back into her head she fell back into the cot’s white cloth. It was the last time she was able to hear or see anyone for a few nights after the healer had managed to pull the poison from her body.
After the Beta Wing leader had been calmed back down and she had returned to the bed’s surface, the Dain Healer looked at the men and Jess’ret. “I need you to step out while I heal her. But please don’t go to far.” She then called a younger healer to come and look at the Searchers cuts. She then reached up and pulled a thick material curtain around the bed that held the wounded woman. With the aid of two other healers they were able to remove what was left of the once elegant blue dress from Agvnige’s body. They cleaned up her form, and then turned her over so that the Dain healer could see the wound better.
Placing her hand over her mouth the Healer hid a gasp from the ears of the others. The wound was ragged and ran from the top of the woman’s shoulder blade down to her fourth rib, the bones were clearly visible through caked in blood a greenish puss from the infection, and dirt. There was also bits of blue material that was clearly from the gown she had been wearing. Taking an instrument from the tray a young woman held she began to rid the wound of the gown’s torn material. She then flushed out the wound and had to scrap some of the muscle so that the dead flesh and muscle was no more and all that was left was new material. It would make it easier for the body to repair it’s self.
After placing her hands near the wound and on Aggie’s forehead, she began to gather the poison and then push it from the Beta Wing’s body, out through the still open wound. It took three attempts before the Dain healer was sure that the poison was completely out of Aggie’s system and then she left the girls to clean the wound and stitch her up. When they were done they redressed the leader in a simple gown of thin cotton material and bandaged the wound.
After Aggie was laid back on to her back carefully they covered her dressed body up with a sheet and a warm blanket and then opened the curtain, thus allowing Jess or anyone else to see her again, though the woman was asleep.
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Lucio Arroyo
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Lucio had turned when a gentleman had come up to him and then started talking to him about Kaiari. Lucio was scared for her and yet was doing his best to not let her see it or Aer feel it which was hard since the two were bonded, but soon Lucio knew that Aer was doing the same thing for Kai’s little female. He was trying to be a rock just like his rider was.
Lucio followed Gwindor to the med center and soon sat down beside his girl following the directions of the older male and the healer. Though he wanted to kill the beasts that had done the attack on the warren to let his fear, pain and anger out but he knew in his heart that he was needed here beside the wounded woman more then anywhere else. The bad thing was Lucio had been ignoring the wound to the right side of his face. A wound that was either a burn or an infected cut that ran the length of his cheek from the far corner of his eye down to the point of his chin. The wound was now somewhat closed from the blood that had dried and from the dirt that had mixed in the opening of the wound.
Lucio looked down at his sleeping princess when the healer asked him to leave. He didn’t want to but when he felt Gwindor’s hand on his shoulder he finally agreed to leave. Standing he didn’t let her hand go until the distance between him and where she laid was greater then the length of her arm and fingers. As her hand dropped from his grasp, Lucio turned to hid the tears of fear and anger from the man beside him. Feeling Aer standing beside his leg he looked down at the little rainbow ebony drake and forced a smile that hopefully showed that he trusted the healer, when in reality he wouldn’t’ feel right until he was once again sitting beside Kaiari again.
“Gwindor, What about the Beta Wing leader? I heard reports that she’s badly injured. The Searcher might need help getting her in, for some reason the wound she took is spreading through her faster.” He had received the reports through Aer somehow. Lucio didn’t know how but didn’t question it either. He just knew another leader of the Warren was in great danger of dying and with her, her dragon Silver Wing.
Turning as he heard the sound of the curtain being reopen, Lucio didn’t waste time being told he could return to his lover’s side. He ran past the healer and to Kaiari’s side. His hands taking hers encasing them as a protective shield. Lucio knew in his heart he would never again leave her side and that if there was a next time they would have to knock him out just to remove him. Kneeling beside the bed he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed each digit with the love he felt for her.
“Oh my beloved.” He spoke in the nomad’s language that he knew she would understand for it wasn’t the first time he had called her beloved. He looked at her and his left hand brushed some of her damp hair form her forehead. “I need no thanks. Just so long as I knew you are safe is thanks enough.” He flashed her his charming caring smile but then winced as the action caused his wound to split from it’s make shift scab.
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Demetar woke what seemed to him an hour or maybe more later. His surroundings were covered by a white leather screen which seemed to make the small place calmer then it was outside. The pain was still there but what seemed to be a bit weaker. As he sat up on his bed he again began to get light headed and fell back down. Demetar just smiled at that. He was wearing a new pair of a thick silk leggings but his top was bear mostly covered by a large bandage which covered the large wound on his right side. It was not a blood soaked and the wound felt alot better although it still pained him to move. Feeling his for head he felt some stitches most likely from his for head leading down to his left eyebrow in a diagonal line. His cheek was also stitched and bandaged. It was not a large wound leading from the middle of his cheek close to the right nostril.
After checking his wounds he again tried to sit up but with equal failure and fell back. He hated being like this but he couldn't help the loss of blood and was amazed how well the healers in the warren worked. Looking around he saw a small cabinet. On top of it was his belt and weapons and what seemed like the ripped piece of the thin leather armor he wore. It was not much of an extra protection but it did help him. His scimitars were cleaned and he winced at the notion of someone daring to touch his most prized possessions but knew it was only for the best. A glass of water was also there and he reached for it. His hands were also a bit weak but not weak enough to not be able to grab a small glass of water. Grabbing a glass he drank it but it did not taste at all like water. It was more of a small glass of medicine. He was not good with all the herbs but knew well how medicine tasted and that was it.
Laying back down on the bed he closed his eyes and connected to Zeel who seemed to be asleep.
{Zeel wake up!} Demetar said trying to wake the black dragon
"I was never asleep" was Zeel's reply and Demetar smiled "Feeling well?"
{No} Demetar simply replied "Well just don't do anything stupid" was all Zeel said and this time truly fell to rest.
Demetar opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the med center. To many thoughts ran through his head about what was going on at the peasant time and at the same time how many of the beasts he and Zeel killed. Demetar layed there with the same thoughts for fifteen minutes just staring at the ceiling when he began to feel energy running through his body. He wandered if it was the medicine's doing. Sitting up he again felt light headed but not as much and then just to see what might happen got out the bed. His legs began to wobble a bit but not enough to make him fall back down. He still needed some kind of staff to help him walk though. Looking around the bed he found what he needed. Laying on the back wall was a seven and a half foot staff which seemed to have been made of very fine red wood. Demetar reached for the staff and leaned on it. it was perfectly balanced and Demetar took a few steps with it finding it easier.
After stepping out the small screened room he found many in beds resting, some being treated, and the rest were the healers. Demetar knew he would find someone here to explain what was going on. He walked around the beds using the staff as a third leg to help him. Demetar was still weak but that medicine seemed to help him a bit but he knew it was only temporary. Walking about he finally spotted what seemed to be Lucio and Kaiari and another which he might have not met yet. He began to walk, or limp, over to them when he heard a voice behind him.
"Who said you can walk out?" it was a female voice. The same he heard when he was being treated.
Demetar slowly spun around and looked at the speaker. It was an old healer. She had bushy white hair and a commanding look on her face. "I took the small cup and drank it" He answered simply.
"Oh did you know?" She asked with same look on her face.
"Yes, and might I ask who are you?" he asked
"Me, I am the dain Healer." she answered
Demetar has heard of the dain Healers somewhere. Nomadic healers with great healing prowess. He has seen one treating someone. A young girl when he was traveling alone. Never spoke the healer up close though. Demetar just stared at her and she continued to speak. "Demetar, right?" He nodded "You have about an hour before the potion wheres off and then you will feel the same as before. Weak and you will stay here for another two or three days. Maybe for depending on your condition." She finished saying that and walked off to treat to the others. Others most likely being the beta wingleader and warrenlady for they were both badly hurt.
Demetar too, turned around and walked off again to his friends. As he reached Lucio and kaiari though he stopped seeing they were both together now after this long night and he took a small step back. How helpless she looked in her present condition. Demetar shuddered at the thought of having another friend lost and quickly shoved it out of his head not far was another and demetar now did realize who he was for he has seen his dragon hatch and so did the others hatchlings today in the hatching before the ambush began.
"Gwindor right?" Demetar said still a bit weak "Thank you for your help today"
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 Split: Sun Jun 10, 2007 5:31 pm by Tarika
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| Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 12:12 pm Post subject: M'ren pays a vist |
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Instinct, desire and worry all screamed at the Alpha leader to seek out T’ka and be sure she was ok. Yet, with the Beta leader down that only left him to get things organized and cleaned up. Though his orders were harsh and krisp taking people be surprise as he moved thought the survivors.
“T’lex, I need a report on those damages right away, G’bly gather as many as you need to clean this bloody mess preferably those with a stout stomach. K’ven get those fires out before they spread any further. T’olen any news from the Med Center?” The last was to a lanky dragon rider a bit older then M’ren, whose face seems to have aged considerably in the last several hours.
“You should go yourself and see the Warren lady,” was his reply.
He knew he was right but he didn’t know if he could control his anger. His last words were that she stay put, where she was safe. Now she was laid up in the med center with several others. “Thanks for your concern T’olen but there is far to much work.” Was his reply and had been for the last several hours.
Turning to the a large man people tenderly called the Giant around the warren M’ren asked, “Crex did we get some patrols out we can’t leave the land holders exposed despite our dilemma we could just very well have a wraith attack and who knows where those creatures headed off to or when they will attack again.”
The man put his hand on M’rens shoulder and looked him square in the eye. “I ought to beat you, but some how I don’t think it would faze you. We have 6 patrols out with 6 fresh patrols asleep though we had to give them something to sleep. Which by the way I’m thinking of forcing down your throat,” the man said with a serious look about him. “Wingleader or not things have been set in motion you should go see the girl and then get yourself to bed.”
*I am in agreement go see the girl before I’m forced to haul you there myself* Scar echoed in his head.
“Well it seems if I don’t I’ll end up with mutiny. You just be sure too…”
“Yes, I will.” T’olen said.
“And don’t forget too….”
“No worries about that.” Crex replied.
“Oh and don’t ….”
*GO NOW!* Scar screamed in his head.
*Ok, ok you don’t have to scream.* M’ren replied. Seemed everyone knew what he would ask without him asking so he might as well go see the girl on his own before he got man handled or dragon handled.
Entering the Med Center was difficult old memories of when he spent so much time here as they tried to keep his face sewed on. His mind quickly ran though the list of injured, the med center was hosting some forty patients 10 of which were in critical condition. Two young dragon riders Kaiari and Sebastian were on that list. It seemed one thing these creatures had on there side was a kind of poison and he the healers were quickly working on a way to fight that.
He poked his head in to check on them and noticed Lucio there and hoped his flowery words would be helpful for the two seemed to have hit it off. M’ren didn’t say anything other then lay a hand on they young mans shoulder and squeeze gently in a reassuring gesture. He bent down next to the young lady and took her hand in his for a moment. Then patted it with his other and smiled.
“You’re going to be alright.” He didn’t know how he knew that, but he was sure of it. With a Nod to Lucio he walked out of the room.
Others on his list were the wilder Demetar, a strange lad but he accounted of himself well on the battlefield. The kid was lucky some 35 people died today. He checked on the young rider. “I see your doing well soon as your fully recovered come to my office and I’m going to reassign you.”
He moved though the Med center offering encouragement and making sure each was being cared for and checking to see if there was anything they needed. Finely he made his way to Agvnige she was on the critical list.
He set down next to her bed in the chair their and brushed the hair back from her face. She always painted such a hard picture, with her words, but watching her in her sleep she was a beautiful woman. “You listen to me and you get better ok? I need my Beta Wingleader. Besides just think of the mountain of paperwork you’ll get to do while you recover.” He grinned knowing full well she hated paperwork.
“And when you’re done with that we are going to work on your dodging I think it needs a bit of improvement don’t you?” He chided the sleeping Agvnige.
“I do wish you were here though, I need to take with your cousin. I’ve finely admitted my feeling to her and myself then she goes off and gets herself hurt. I would ring her bloody neck if I didn’t love her so much. She did manage to help but I’m not sure the cost to her was worth it.” M’ren sighed. “Well guess I’ve put it off long enough take care trouble and hurry up and get better will ya?”
Finely he moved on to the Warrenladys treatment room. His stomach in knots and his hand fidgeting with the braid of his hair M’ren walked into to see T’ka. A thousand words went though his head but all of them fell like rain being washed away at the sight of her. Her eyes seemed to sparkle and all he wanted to do was take her in his arms and hold her tightly. With sure steps he walked over to her looked her in the eye then leaned into her let his lips touch hers and kissed her intently. As tears ran down his cheeks and his anger was lost.”
After what seemed to be along time but was in truth only a few moments he set down. “That was a brave thing you did. Foolish but brave none the less. Do it again and I’ll spank you to be sure.” His words came out, with authority then softened. “I was very worried about you. When I heard you were hurt my heart nearly died right then and there. Then what would all the people do with out the alpha leader around to boss them. Can you tell me that?” He took her hand in his and smiled at her with a mischief grin.
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When the Healers did all they could for her, they left her to rest. As T'ka lie in her bed, eyes closed, she heard her name being screamed out from the bed next to her...her heart dropped as she recognized her cousin's voice.
Opening her eyes, she turned to find Aggie in that bed, critically injured. Although her own injury wouldn't have been so severe, had it not been for the poison on the tip of that spear. The poison had already started to spread through her body before she was able to see the dain Hehran healer...weakening her strength. She reached out with her hand a bit toward her cousin's bed...wanting so much to sit next to her.
She watched as the healers restrained her stubborn cousin from trying to get up and come to her. It seems that stubborness ran deep within them both. Her hand dropped as she watched them, and as Aggie finally was given something to help her sleep.
She closed her own eyes, doing her best to block all sound out to rest herself....when Jalaran's voice came soft in her mind. {Are you prepared for a visit? Scar's rider is on his way!} she said softly. *No...but I suppose I will have to be...that man waits for no one when it comes to authority.* she responded...though even her mental voice sounded weakened from the poison the healer took from her body. It's lingering side effects, though she will be well again...left her in a weakened state at the present moment.
She remained with her eyes closed for some time...and finally heard M'ren's voice speaking softly to her cousin. She didn't even bother turning to look at them, for she had the feeling he would be very angry with her...and she honestly did not want to see it....not now.
When his voice came to a stop, she opened her eyes, as he stood at the curtains to her bed. She watched as he came closer, and suddenly brushed his lips against her own. Seeing the tear run down his cheek, tears of her own welled in her eyes. She reached up and brushed his tear away before he sat next to her.
Her hand dropped weakly, beside her. When he spoke, she listened. "I am sorry...it was foolish of me...that I know. But my people were in danger, many had died...many more injured, even critically injured." she said as her gaze went passed him to her cousin lying in the bed behind him. "I had to do something...and when the reports went out about the females, when I sent out my own on where they were...none would listen. How am I to run a Warren...when none takes me seriously?" she said.
At his words of spanking her if she was ever to do a foolish thing like that again, she wanted so badly to laugh out...but due to the weakness only a small giggle escaped her throat. She felt him take her hand, with his last words, and a mischievous grin. She gave a smile, "We'd be lost without you my dear!" she replied softly, using what strength she had left in her to pull him gently closer, and use her other hand to caress the side of his face.
He looked exhausted...she now took the time to look him over a moment...to be sure he wasn't injured. "Are you well? No need for a healer, right?" she asked, seeing that the blood on him looked to be all of those creatures blood and not his own. "You look tired...you should rest!" she said...her voice still sounding weak, as her hadn dropped...unable to have the streangth to hold it up to continue to caress his face.
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Gwindor heard movement coming there way but couldnot see who it was. He watched as a wounded man walking with a walking staff coming there way it was someone that he hasn't seen before. He looked and wondering if that perhaps this is the one called Demetar? With him only just a trainee, and being kept busy by the chores of the Warren...he rarely seen any of the older riders much. And Demetar had never actually approached him before this.
He gave the man a nod as he of his name. "Yes, that would be me!" he said. At the man's next words, G'win nodded again. "It was my pleasure. You look as if you need to rest!" he said as he looked the man over again.
Gwindor looked at the two lovers that he help today for a second and then settled back down to where he was sitting before Demetar came over to them. Gwindor looked at himself seeing that he is in need of a bath.Then he looks at his clothes and see's that they are blood stained.
Suddenly another approached, the Alpha WingLeader...and G'win stood again out of respect. "Sir!" he said in respect....as the man went to Kaiari and Lucio, speaking in low tones to Kaiari. When the man left again, he sat, looking at Lucio. "Lucio...you may need to have that injury on your face checked by an healer." he said with concern.
Gwindor is wanting to go and clean himself up but his mind is telling him that he should stay and see if there is anyone else that needs help.
Gwindor sees Von his hatchling and Koda his cub both resting at his side...he looks again and instead of them sleeping apart from one another they are resting together in the same spot at Gwindor's side.
Gwindor thinks to himself 'that is odd. Cause when I was growing up I was always told that different spieces of animals dont do that so now I need to try to figure out how and why they are like that.' Gwindor is thinking there is a meaning or a omen for why his hatchling and cubling are sleeping together in peace.
Gwindor thinks he will wait to see if they will stay and have a close bond when the are both full-grown.So he tells himself not to worry till the time comes.
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Demetar only laughed when he heard Gwindor telling him his need for rest but he knew that that was true. He felt weak and now counted over his head how many he has killed. It was a good past time at times. Helped him to stop thinking about the things that bothered. He though over from the start of the small monsters then again but the same things kept coming to his head. Why have the creatures attacked? Will they return? He knew the answers well but it bothered him. He turned around to find the Alpha Wingleader heading his way. Straightening up as best as he could leaning on the staff. As the wingleader came to speak to him though the words seemed different. Reassigning? What might that meen. Zeel seemed to be awake for he quickly answered that in his most educated guess.
"Maybe you are being transferred to a more suitable place for you" The dragon laughed and Demetar began to laugh with him out loud too.
He knew well his friend was just trieng to lift his spirits and it helped. Demetar began to feel better already. Although weakness was still here. When will he be able to spar again. His body was already beginning its try to heal the body after the healers and he could tell that most the bacteria in his blood was dead. But blood loss did not get replaced so quickly. It will take a few days. For now he had a gout half hour till the potion wore off. He looked down and spotted a hatchling and could tell it was Gwindor's. Demetar decided to go get the rest he now needed.
"I do hope you will now actually try to sleep?" Zeel asked in a casual yet threatening tone.
Demetar only laughed again and headed back to the bed. As he got back he couldn't believe his eyes. The thin leather armor was repaired some what and new clothing was on the bed. This time the cloak was more of a blackish green color. His leather leggings were also washed and sewed and his other clothing was replaced by almost identical pieces. Laying the staff on the wall. He grabbed the clothes and stuffed them in a cabinet. His scimitars still untouched and his belt alike. A small note was there though. It must have been from the healers.
Demetar
It seems you are healing well. You will stay here for a minimum of three days maybe four. Next time you get out of your bed with no permission punishment will be given. And hide those weapons in the small drawer beside your left side of the bed. Some healers are getting nervous having those things around.
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Demetar did as he was told and gently put his weapons in the drawer and fell into the bed. The potion was beginning to wear off and before he could feel anymore of the pain he fell to sleep.
Meanwhile out side the med center Zelander was was done being treated to the minor wounds. His throat was sore from the constant use of the black fire but that was too taken care of. He really had no idea what to do. The creatures where now in full retreat and he would not go into the massive battle with no rider. He just stood there. His black polished scales reflecting the moonlight. All he knew for sure was that his rider almost died and so did he. Carelessness was why they so foolishly went into a battle of seven for one. Zelander decided it would be better if he would get a quick rest too but kept his mind linked to th current surroundings.
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Weapon Description (Temporery):: The Left hand scimitar is a a dark fire red which seems to capture sunlight and absorb it. The weapon usually gets very hot on warm days giving it the name Blazing Edge or Blazed. The other scimitar is lighet and reaches the color of a silverish blue. The blade seems to glow at times when light hits it at a certain way and might shine in the dark if it has been out in the daylight for enought time in the day light giving it the name Ceror which translates to a combination of the word light and ice. Both Scimitars are also a centimetar wider then normal scimitars.
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Inky was still muttering as she trudged towards the entrance of the medical center carrying the supplies for the hospital cooks in a large basket.
"A Dress! How could the cooks do this to me! How can I go exploring after my duties in this garb!"
Indeed, Inky actually looked presentable today with her hair tightly plaited into a single herringbone braid down her back. Normally she dressed in trousers and tunics and was usually spelunking down some cave or climbing through the trees like a monkey. But today she was wearing a simple dress with a plain red bodice and a voluminous blue skirt. Her face was still slightly pink from its scrubbing which highlighted the dark green of her eyes. She kept tripping on the long hem of her dress, which caused her to shake her fist angrily.
"And this hairdo - I feel as though the corners of my eyes are pinned to my ears - Flaira plaited me too tightly...Oh hello."
The glare of one of the healers stopped her complaining at once.
"Child, what is the meaning of your carrying on while there are so many heroes here that are in pain and need of rest?"
Inky hung her head, "I'm sorry, ma'am. Where is the location of the kitchen? I will get to my duties at once."
"It's that way..." the healer waved her hand vaguely towards the right. She was new to the warren and didn't know that a person had to be specific with Inky or....
"K a er-i-tin....Kitchen!" Inky blithely began to walk through the curtains marked "Quarantine".
"NOO! Don't go in there!" The healer marched over to the startled young woman and grabbed her shoulders. She turned her to the left to another doorway marked "Kitchen". "That! That is the kitchen! Now go on through there and do not trouble me any longer." Pushing Inky through the doors she hustled away to help a patient that was calling her.
Inky began to mutter again as she trudged down the long hallway towards the kitchen. "Sheeeez... she didn't have to pinch my shoulders so hard! I bet I have a bruise now!"
The harried hospital cook looked relieved as Inky came into the room, "Finally! What took you so long?! I was nearly out of vegetables and I had no more good soup bones to make broth!"
"Sooooorrry! I came as soon as I could!" Inky was busy trying to ease the tightness of her braid and tendrils of her hair had managed to break free from its vise like grip.
"Tsk, Inky! Do not undo the beauty that Esta did. You actually look pretty for once."
"Esta didn't do this, it was Flaira, and I look ridiculous. Who can honestly believe I'm a fine lady who is suited to dresses?"
"None the less, you look quite pretty. And it was necessary for you to be clean and tidy since you are on hospital duty. I know this is not something you normally do, but you will have to bear with the discomfort."
Inky blew a tendril of hair that had fallen over her eyes away dejectedly. "Yeah, yeah I know...I'll stop crying about it. I'm sorry. But still I could have done my duties far better in my usual clothes..."
"Since you are here, you may as well pass out the meals to the patients. I am short handed since Marva had a cold today and could not come in. "
"Okay!" Inky crowed happily. "You know how much I love to help!"
"Help. Inky. Do not cause chaos."
Inky held up her hand, "I promise."
The hospital cook looked at her sceptically and then pulled out a plate of cookies covered with a yellow handkerchief. "Who are these for?"
"For Lady Tarika, of course. She likes my cookies, and I heard that she was injured. I wanted to give her something to help her feel better."
"Well, if the Lady is up to it, you can peek in on her and see if she would like your cookies. But if she has visitors don't trouble her!"
"Thank you Alaiah!" Inky skipped out the room with the cart having selectively only heard, 'visit Tarika'.
Inky wheeled the wooden cart laden with meals out towards the patients and visited the bed of Lady Tarika first. She saw that the Warrenlady had a visitor and wasn't sure whether she should bother them, but because she was Inky she whispered loudly, probably interrupting a conversation, and said, "Lady Tarika do you want some cookies! Are you feeling up to it! Oh and your meal too. Do you want it? Huh? "
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Although Tka was unable to hold her one arm up to continue to caress M'ren's face, her other hand still held his. She looked into his tired and exhausted looking face, waiting for him to reply, when suddenly she heard a small voice...one she recognized immediately.
She turned her head slowly as Sparrow steeped inside. Sparrow was the girl's birth name...though many call the girl Inky...Tarika never did...never felt it to be proper. At the girl's words, Tarika gave a small smile. She loved the girl's cookies, and gave a small nod to her.
"Come her dear!" she said in a weak tone, as she called the girl to the other side of the bed, opposite M'ren. "Of course I would Sparrow...you know how much I love them...as for my meal...just leave it there on the bedstand...I will get to it soon! glad to see you had been safe my dear!" she said, managing another weak smile.
She turned back to M'ren, still awaiting his reply...though she knew she needed rest, more than awaiting his reply or eating...she just couldn't....and therefore fought the rest she so desperately needed.
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Gerhel
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G'rel had been one of those in the protective circle, WingLeader M'ren had set to protect the WarrenLady. At the time of Lady Tarika's injury, G'rel had been the furthest away from the woman and the queen. She had been scanning the blood covered ground, many lives down there either lay dead, dying or severly injured.
In the very next moment, Ferlain was reporting on the foolish act of their WarrenLady and the Queen dragon. She turned her attention back to the circle, berating herself for letting herself become distracted...even for a moment.
She was unable to see where Lady Tarika and the queen had gone, and then suddenly caught the glimpse of her, heading toward the ledge, when creatures larger than those on the ground stood. She and Ferlain sped after the two, but they were too late....before Lady Tarika had a crude-like spear stinking from her leg.
G'rel's rage built inside as she sped forward, nocking an arrow with a poisoned tip. She loosed the arrow, soon as her target was in sight. The arrow flew through the night sky, landing the very tip of the arrow in the arm of the largest of the creatures stonding there. But to her amazement, the arrow didn't stick far enough into the creature's flesh for the poison to be effective.
G'rel cursed herself for this. 'Should have put more strength behing the tension of that bow string.' she thought to herself, and then shook her head, as she knew her duty was to protect Lady Tarika. She urged Ferlain up next to the Queen, watching as Lady Tarika slumped severely over the queen's neck.
G'rel had Ferlain land on the Green beside the queen dragon, and quickly dismounted, running to Tarika to help free her from the harnesses that held her in place while flying. She waved for a young lad to come help her...sure he was one of the newly joined lads.
She caught the boy's name as another passed him by and greeted him. 'G'win is it? So he was one of the newly joined.' she thought to herself.
"G'win...I need your help with Lady Tarika!" she told him. When he helped her carry Lady Tarika inside, she then returned to Ferlain, mounted and headed back into the sky, where she did her duty and helped push those creatures back out of the Warren.
When all were weeded out in her section, she returned to the Med Center to check on Lady Tarika, and the get her minor scrapes and cuts taken care of. *Lain...you stay here!* she told her. Ferlain gave a bob of her head, that was her way of saying 'yes'. [You are fine, ar you not?] Ferlain asked. *Yes...I am fine!* she told her, and continued on into the Med Center.
She first had her wounds taken care of, then headed in to see Wingleader Aggie...as she had heard the reports come in of her injury. She peeked past the curtain and found the woman to be asleep, so she moved to the next bed, where she and that boy had placed Lady Tarika. She noticed WingLeader M'ren was with her...as well as a serf from the kitchens.
She gave the girl a small nod of her head, as she stood there watching. She knew that with her onw WingLeader laid up in a bed, she would have to report to WingLeader M'ren for the time being. She turned to him now, to give a report. "All creatures in eastern quarter where I was just at...have been weeded out and all being pushed back out of the Warren, sir" she told him.
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Ferlain...Lain for short (means: Free Spirit)
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As the healer left her, opening the curtain to motion in the two young men waiting just outside, Lucio was the first to rush to her side, as it should be. She gave him a smile as he spoke.
She closed her eyes briefly as he took up her hand in his, speaking in the Nomadic language, and calling her his 'Beloved', she gave another smile at this, and spoke weakly back at him. "As you are my beloved!" she said in that smae Nomadic language, as she reopened her eyes when she felt his hand brushing aside her hair on her forehead.
No longer stiffening from his touch due to the heat she knew he could feel, even without touching her. "Oh but you do deserve thanks...both of you." she said as her eyes drifted to G'win's face. "If not for you getting me inside, then bandaging me with the Anestheal, and then G'win and you bringing me here to see the dain Hehran healer...I..." she closed her eyes again at the thought of what might have happened if these two had not helped her.
"I...might not have made it long enough to see you standing beside me!" she said as a single tear rolled down her cheek from her closed eyes. Opening her eyes again, her gaze fell on Lucio...on the wound that was now crusting over from the blood on his cheek.
"I suggest you have a healer take a look at that!" she said as she gave a slight nod of her head toward his cheek. Looking at G'win, "G'win...find a healer...bring them in here so Lucio can be checked on!" she said, though her voice was weak, it held a bit of sterness, indicating she not take a 'no' for an answer, and even turning a small stern look upon Lucio, to indicate this to him as well.
She gave his hand a small squeeze to emphasize on this matter as well.
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