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Emma emerged from the claustrophobic forest into a sun baked wasteland. It was a dead place, but the walls of a city rose in the distance. It was hard to think that a settlement could spring up in a harsh place like this, but there it was. However Emma was acutely aware that she had no time to worry about her surroundings, as her companion were still in danger. Unfortunately there wasn't much she could do to help them in combat, but she already had her pack on the ground and was tearing out the supplies she would need to heal their wounds, laying a large mat on the ground so the wounded would have a relatively clean place to lie while she treated them. As the rest of the group emerged from the forest behind her she had already begun triage them based on the wounds she could see. 

Meryn and Lily were certainly injured, but it was clear who would really need her help. Lily evidently agreed with her assessment, telling her to go to Spook. Emma tossed the girl a bundle of bandages, [b][color=517bae]"Take care of Meryn and yourself, I'll make sure he lives."[/color][/b] She scooped up the rest of her supplies and ran to the now re-masked man. She was slightly disappointed she had missed a glimpse at his face, but now was not the time for such thoughts. 

As she approached their retreating guide she was slightly taken aback- for a man with a hole in his chest he was certainly doing a good job of keeping upright. She ran to meet Spook, offering him a shoulder for support. [b][color=517bae]"You're injured, let me take care of you."[/color][/b] It was more of a command then a request. She gestured towards the mat, signalling for them to head towards it so she could help him. [b][color=517bae]Are those things going to follow us out here?[/color][/b]