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2 yrs ago
Current Finally have a job!
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4 yrs ago
Still Job Hunting...
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4 yrs ago
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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4 yrs ago
Still Job Hunting...
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5 yrs ago
Graduated. And Job Hunting...
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Hi.

I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.

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Gwendolyn blinked for a moment, taking it all then, then was on the move. She crouched down by the arrowhead and crafted from the herbs in her bag a poultice to help stem the bleeding. As soon as it was done, she pulled out the arrowhead along with the now wolf hide and applied the poultice, wrapping a bandage around to keep it there and help stem more bleeding before she went on to check and take care of other wounds throughout the body.

As she went, she ran her fingers along him, subtly encouraging the blood to stop flowing and the broken skin to reknit itself together. This was going to be close, but she had to do what she could to help him live!
Gwendolyn winced. Poor man. What sort of fate had wrought this life upon him? Yet if they were to save his life, they needed to act. There was far too much bloodloss.

"Its alright..." She tried to sound soothing, a lyrical quality coming to her words. "We only want to help you. That arrowhead is buried deep within and needs to be taken out." She came closer. "What is your name?"
Because you guys have been great. I just know that I have been the shorter poster of everyone, even as I try to streatch out what I post.
Gwendolyn bit her lip. Before she should do anything else, she'd have to get that arrowhead out. Arn did seem to be holding him for now, but with how everything was, the man could lash out and escape while she was doing that.

She frowned, then looked through her pouch. Come on, she must have some here somewhere...Ah ha! There it was. She took out some of the belladonna extract. Good as a sedative, though too much could be fatal...The real trouble would be figuring out what the right dosage would be. But if successful, he could at least be knocked out. She made a rough glance of his figure, making the estimates.

"Hold him steady." She then went towards his head. "Can you hold his mouth open?"
Thanks. But...

Maybe I could try more.
I'm sorry guys. I've been losing motivation for this...
Gwendolyn followed behind, dipping a cloth within what trickle of water was still in the stream bed. "Easy there..." She said towards the man. "Easy...Allow us to help, and the leg will get better." The herbs were ready and now she could better see what she was dealing with.

The bleeding needed to be stemmed and the wound cleaned so infection didn't set in. The leg would need a splint to set it properly. And she would have to hope that it wasn't too different from a normal human leg. First though was the bleeding...

"What's your name?"
Gwendolyn looked between Arn and the, creature, gaze full of thought. Perhaps it were truly only an animal, it would be better to just kill it. But if it were also a man...She couldn't live with herself if she didn't at least try, see what the truth was. And so, the answer was clear. "...I will do what I can." She got her supplies at the ready. "How do you suggest I approach him?"
I'd...actually meant for Gwen to stay in place while mimicking Arn's movements...
That's alright. Stuff happens.
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