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[color=FEE300]Race:[/color] Aasimar
[color=FEE300]Class:[/color] Paladin
[color=FEE300]Location:[/color] Stormrider; Top Deck
[color=FEE300]Interactions:[/color] Meiyu[@Tae], Scratch[@Apex Sunburn]
[color=FEE300]Equipment:[/color] His longsword; [url=https://i.imgur.com/0dnfaQH_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]Retribution[/url] and a [url=https://i.imgur.com/TAGHTJ2_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]healing amulet[/url]. A [url=https://i.imgur.com/92lzGaT_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]backpack[/url] with supplies and his [url=https://i.imgur.com/pSHLAct_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]lute[/url]. 
[color=FEE300]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/cVUVpsf_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]Clothing[/url] and [url=https://i.imgur.com/pezKStD_d.jpeg?maxwidth=520&shape=thumb&fidelity=high]gloves[/url]
[color=FEE300]Gold Balance:[/color] 35
[color=FEE300]Injuries:[/color] Old injuries include a missing eye, numerous iridescent scars, and a knee that aches when it rains.
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[color=FEE300]“Apologies,”[/color] He answered as the woman corrested his assumption that she was the boy’s mother. The word lingered in the air, the beginning of an unfinished statement, as Ezekiel found himself confused and concerned by the rest of her words. 

[color=7DBC89][i]Merely an unfortunate soul who stumbled into my path.[/i][/color]

It was a strange way to describe an injured child. His focus returned to the boy as the child spoke up. 

[color=FEE300]“Only once before?”[/color] Ezekiel gave an impressed nod to the child. [color=FEE300]“And you’re already too tough to cry about it.”[/color] He gave a light tap of his fist to the uninjuried arm of the youth. 

The Stormrider’s surgeon and his young assistant soon arrived. Ezekiel moved out of the way so Scaerthrynne could properly examine the boy. The doctor’s bedside manner, or lack thereof, reminded him of the battle-hardened medics and healers he’d encountered during the war. It was familiar, and familiar was comfortable and easy trust. 

[color=EBA536]“You might want to knock him out first, otherwise the pain might kill him.”[/color]

Well, maybe not comforting for the young boy, but the more Scaerthrynne spoke, the more confident Ezekiel became in the dark elf’s skills. The doctor and his assistant not only relayed a plan to set the boy’s broken bone, but the trusth of the situation. 

This was no accident. Someone had intentionally snapped this poor kid's arm. 

The kimono-clad woman chastised the crowd, insisting that none of the onlookers cared what was happening and merely wanted some form of entertainment. Most of them had dispersed by the time the woman admitted to breaking the child’s arm in retaliation for an attempted theft. 

Had the thief been a grown man and not a child, Ezekiel would’ve been inclined to agree with her choice in punishment. 

[color=FEE300]“I care.”[/color] He corrected the serpentine woman’s early statement. [color=FEE300]“Someone breaking a child’s arm is not some minor misfortune. It is an intentionally cruel overreaction to petty theft.”[/color] He commented, and from the woman’s comments, he could assume the boy wasn’t some expert thief but a child who merely strayed into lawless behavior. Children were malleable, this boy could be swayed back to a better way of life, one not reliant on theft. 

[color=FEE300]“A lesson that the world is cruel and unforgiving does not inspire a child to be better.”[/color] He added. If anything, it taught the wrong lesson, that wrongs should be met with greater wrongs. 

[color=FEE300]“But what’s done is done,”[/color] he looked over at the surgeon. [color=FEE300]“Where’s your office?”[/color] He asked Scaerthrynne, [color=FEE300]“I can help move the kid there, and once you’ve got the bone set, I help speed up the healing for him.”[/color] [/color]