Urden was busy hacking through enemy ranks, when abruptly he ran out of Morahti to continue assaulting. Pausing, he saw Boss pulling her fancy sword from the leader of the slaver mercenary's chest and the stragglers getting picked off and routed. Sounds of the prisoners being freed was also quickly apparent, and it was about this time that his injury caught up with him, adrenaline wearing thin enough to let the pain back through, and he immediately took a significant chunk of weight off his leg that still had an arrow sticking in it. Right, yes, injuries, he should probably get those tended to before they moved too far on. Which meant, after a quick glance around, he spotted the resident Hundi mage and began limping his way over to her in relatively short order. Fortunately, looking for the glowing ring wasn't too much trouble at all. Continuing his limp, by necessity, he raised an arm in greeting, the other carrying his now thoroughly bloodied axe that would need cleaned later. 

[color=lightblue]"Well, now that fun little diversion is over, mind if I borrow you for a few minutes? One of the bastards got lucky."[/color]

[@Raineh Daze]

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Urden's leg still ached like hell. That probably wasn't normal, given what was done to mend his leg, which meant he had another reason to track down the Hundi again. Speaking of tracking, that Lirrah also needed talking to as well, word was she could do mending, and better to keep the local merchant on his good side by tossing work her way when reasonable. He had other shopping to do as well, next chance they got, but nothing worth having specially shipped, with a specially adjusted price to go with it. He had put the damaged trousers through some hand washing, he'd gotten the blood and such out, but the hole was blatant and beyond his limited ability to stitch back together. Gathering the damaged clothing into a neat bundle, and making sure he had his coin purse with him, he began moving out, looking for either Lirrah or the Hundi, whichever he ran into first. 

[@Octo]