Dragongal
Miss Medic
Solana Petyra
The fact that Charlie was a fire caster added to the urgency to get him on his feet, since a scared caster - especially a young one - was dangerous to be around. It might have been insulting to say, but she knew it to be true, having worked with Sur for her whole life. The half-elf boy was no different, as had already been shown by the burst of fire from his hands. Solana kept an eye on Hal when he had touched Charlie, since she didn't know if this cursed affliction could be passed through touch somehow.
As Charlie stood, Solana nodded and wrapped her free arm around his shoulders. At least she could help him with this, if nothing else. He was right in that they needed to move if someone had attacked him, but he would need to rest at some point. She took the time to loosen one of her daggers in its sheath before returning her attention to him. "Okay. I'll help you, don't worry about it, okay? Together we can keep up just fine."
The question remained, though, if there was an enemy, how would they deal with it? Where was it? And would it attack again? Solana didn't anticipate Charlie slowing the team down much, but any risk could cause problems. Finally she glanced up at Hal. "How much further, do you think? If we must be out after nightfall, we should take time for precautions at some point."
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