[center][h2]Steven Yu[/h2][h3]??? — Dirt Road[/h3][/center]
While the pressures of combat (and the adrenaline rush that came with it) had captured his attention in the moment, Steven seemed to snap back to his senses once Hikari brought up the issue of the smaller maid's injuries. Despite the matter of having [i]killed[/i] someone mere moments ago—in self-defense, granted—the young man had still been studying with the intent of entering the medical field in the future. That didn't mean he was any bit more qualified to look at the wound, granted, but maybe there was [i]something[/i] that his time interning at a private practice clinic coupled with what little medical training he [i]had[/i] received outside of classes that could help.

"Ah... If you don't mind some assistance, I could probably help a bit," he remarked towards the other kitsune before approaching the maid. Obviously, if someone like him had tried to intervene and help dressed as he was, he might have been shooed away out of principle...

Maybe it was a good thing that the maid was here to begin with, then? There were a few questions that popped into his head at that thought, of course, but Steven quickly pushed those to the side before examining the wound alongside his companion.

"At the very least, she doesn't seem to have anything vital injured..." he spoke as he glanced around at the wound proper. "As we are now, though... Do we have any spare cloth we could use to staunch the bleeding?"

For the most part, though, Steven would leave the matter of dressing and cleaning the wound up to Hikari. Better that she handle touching the wound than he, lest the possibility of it getting infected rear it's ugly head.

"...Clean water would also be useful here, if you happen to have any on hand. If not, if there are any springs of water nearby, I could go and retrieve some provided you have something to carry it back in."

[@Raineh Daze][@Sir Lurksalot]
[hr][center][h3]??? — Ruined Inn[/h3][/center]
After having it's head smashed in, the zombie that had stumbled out of the cellar was left as little more as a semi-headless mummified corpse on the ground. Examining the actual remains of the victim would reveal little of note beyond the fact that the undead being had been inside of the cellar for a [i]long[/i] time, and that there was little moisture or humidity to speak of down there.

With the sole obstruction in their path dead, though, those inside would be free to explore the lower areas of the building without any [i]immediate[/i] hear of being captured by more undead. The area seemed to be fairly compact, but rather filled to the brim with various dried foodstuffs and barrels of alcohol that had been left wholly untouched by the deceased sealed down there to begin with.

Whether or not someone wished to test their luck with anything down there was another question unto itself, though.

[@VitaVitaAR][@RolePlayerRoxas][@Aku the Samurai][@SilverPaw]
[hr][center][h3]Neir — Slums[/h3][/center]
The second man who had arrived following Meira's pursuit of the first seemed more than willing to take advantage of the opening provided by Cassius and moved in to simply cut the elf down where he stood. With the adventurer that had been speaking with him until then off in rapid pursuit of the apparent decoy, it only made sense to retrieve the goods in his grasp, regardless of what price had to be paid.

At the shack, however, the decoy had been left very much on the defensive; their goal was to flee, and with the adventuring catgirl hot on his heels, there was no time to think about much more than trying to escape as best he could. Everything came to a rather abrupt halt, however, as a plank of wood came [i]flying[/i] out of one of the shacks he had been forced towards and collided—rather painfully—against his body. That brief moment of surprise coupled with the unexpected burst of pain was enough for his pursuer to finally close the gap and, with a rather brutal swing, [i]lop off[/i] one of his legs.

With the limb sent flying off to the side and the hooded man forced to fall onto the grime-painted streets, Meira quietly stepped onto the downed man's right hand and, in a single motion, slammed her elbow into his forehead.

Needless to say, the impact left the apparent assailant out cold on the ground, bleeding out from his new stump for a leg.

"...Oi, you. Inside the shack," she called out after making sure that the man was well and truly out cold. "You're one of Cassius'... Erm... Acquaintances, correct? Could you bring this bastard to the guards at the gate? Tell them Meira told you to bring him in for questioning if they ask."

Given the fact that the elf hadn't chased after her or was even visible in the distance, the adventurer's gut instinct spoke to something being amiss about the situation...

[@ERode][@Zeroth][@TheMushroomLord]
[hr][center][h3]??? — Mosslit Cavern[/h3][/center]
With no apparent desire to further explore their surroundings, the group of four would push ahead through the cavern with Nyana at the front. The clanking of armor would echo throughout the cavern, as would the footsteps of the group, but eventually the next corridor would give way to a new chamber.

Or, well, maybe it would be more apt to simply call this the "entrance" to the cave proper? The midday sun would be very visibly shining through from the opening visible in the distance, and past that would be an expansive deciduous forest that seemed to stretch into the horizon. The cave they had awoken in, it seemed, was situated at the top of a cliffside that overlooked this grand scenery. There did seem to be a natural pathway leading from the cavern towards ground level, but it seemed rather precarious all the same.

[@Crusader Lord][@Thunder999999][@Crimson Paladin][@Expendable]