Chapter 2: Service to the Following

"That's better, see? I'm only trying to help you". Grom drives his Longspear into the ground and frees a lump of turf. He adds some water from his flask and works the soil into a plaster that he applies around the barbs before removing them. Carefully, he covers the wound as he murmurs words of healing. The druid looks at the large lump of plaster left in his hands and calls out, "Anyone else need fixing up?"

Koram moves closer to Grom. "I could use some of your curatives, my friend. That creature hit me pretty hard." Koram places a hand to his ribcage - it feels bruised, possibly a cracked bone.

Ohhh... well you clearly are better in taming tapirs than me Igbork says to Grom and laughs heartily.
As he can't really heal he instead resorts to stand guard. Maybe the people that put up the traps will come back for their prey....

Atticus until the rope and leads the Tapir, he managed to lasso, back to the others. It seems that we have completed another of the tasks. We should head back to the village, once we're able to.

"Aye, indeed", Grom replies and begins to coat Koran’s bruised ribs with his cool mud. As he do so, he addresses Igbork, "’twas a little harder than I thought it was going to be", he says and laughs with the mighty warrior

"What’s that? Can you hear it?"

Koram takes note of Grom's sudden alertness. Trusting his companion's instincts, Koram hunkers down and moves quietly.

Igbork notices that something seems off. He draws his bow, readies an arrow and hunkers down into the grass

Easy...we mean no harm to you. In fact I have a question for you. Are you missing a female from your hunting party? She had burns here..and here. Atticus traces lines, with his fingers, on his face to describe how the dead female was marked.

Grom walks to Atticus’ side and addresses the tribesman, "By what right do you claim the bounty of Sister Cinder, which she has given to the children of Grandfather Eiwa?"