Skwint

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

Bastian's blood ran cold at the sight before him. How could this have happened? It didn't make any sense. How did their motley little crew fair better than trained soldiers? And with nothing to show for it? His shock and disbelief was soon overridden by his duties as a physician and he set to work checking the less mangled bodies. There was no point in checking them all. The man who had both of his arms torn off was very much dead by now.

One by one, he checked for signs of life. To his dismay he even recognized some of the faces he saw. Especially one in particular.

"Oh, Felix," he said softly. "Not you too."

Bastian had treated him just last week after he had accidently cut himself while trying to whittle a chicken out of a tree branch. He was around Bastian's age as well, far too young to have died in such a manner as this. Bastian took Felix's sword and laid it lengthwise on top of him with the hilt resting in the center of his chest. He then gently crossed Felix's arms over his stomach and on top of the blade. This was a common burial practice from his homeland, though he knew Felix wouldn't actually get a proper burial. He knew what he did would seem strange to the others, but it was all he could do for the lad at this point.

At this point Bastian had almost given up all hope in finding any survivors. There was but one more body to check. He knelt down beside the man and dutifully checked for a pulse, though he doubted it would be there. To his surprise he felt a small push against his fingertips causing him to perk up. Then, he felt it again. He was alive! He was barely alive, but alive nonetheless. Bastian threw off his medical bag and turned to his companions. Marque was in shock, he would be useless. Lorenzo couldn't walk. That left Col.

Bastian jammed a finger over in Col's direction.

"You," Bastian ordered. "Come here and help me. This man is alive, but only just. If I treat him now he may have a slim chance at life, but I need to get his mail off so I can treat him properly."

Bastian knew it was rude to be so demanding and boss the squire around in such a way, but there was no time for pleasantries. Time was of the essence. Hopefully, Col would understand. Bastian plunged his hands into his medical bag and began digging out everything he would need to patch the poor man back together.

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3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag

The Empty City of Atlantis

Where do the dragons come in?

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

Bastian was a bit skeptical about Marque's feelings towards this mysterious symbol. It could very well be him suffering from trauma after what had happened the previous night, or there was maybe something to it. Regardless of whether or not it was fueled by mental unease, Bastian didn't need to have Lorenzo's tracking skills to notice that the tracks before them went off in that very same direction. If there were trouble ahead, they would not be the first to find it. The squire asked the rest of their opinion on the matter at hand while Lorenzo stated his hound's capability in following these tracks.

"I think it's worth a look," Bastian said. "The tracks concur with Marque's suspicions. It can't just be coincidence."

Gear

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3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag

Black Lily [High Casual]

I has question.

Enchanted/Magical weapons, armor, or gear. What's the policy on that?

Iron Tribe Motorcycle Club (Crime Saga)

I believe I may be interested.

The Young Avengers: Probation

You may consider me interested.

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

"I doubt I would have had nearly as much help without his assistance," Bastain replied to Lorenzo. "It's the least I can do."

When Lorenzo volunteered to stay up with him, Bastian said nothing. While sleep was important, he knew the hunter wouldn't get any with his companion in such poor condition. Besides, having an archer at the ready in case they were attacked again would be handy. Marque, on the other hand, was a different story. He was clearly distraught, and it wasn't hard to figure out why. Bastian had seen him reposition himself to defend Lorenzo instead of the bard. There was no doubt in his mind that he was no blaming himself for the musician's demise. With Lorenzo keeping an eye on his hound, Bastian decided to give Marque whatever comfort he could.

After Marque went and took a seat, Bastian excused himself to Lorenzo and went to sit down by Marque's side.

"It's not your fault," he told him. "Combat is stressful. Hard decisions need to be made in an instant. You chose to defend the most vulnerable member of our party, which allowed me to assist in neutralizing the threat. While his loss is tragic, you made the right choice. You can't blame yourself for him getting trapped in his sleeping bag. You didn't know it would happen. Fate is a cruel mistress. You can't blame yourself for her fickle nature."

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3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag

Star Wars: Lawless Galaxy Mk. II - Thanks Sep!

I was all for it at first, but then I became hesitant. You say that not everyone can be trusted with Force sensitivity, but anyone can make a faction and have an entire army at their disposal. You can metagame way harder with an entire army than a single untrained force user. Even your character has a very substantial army under his command and can still fight like a Force user even though he isn't one. Not to mention the virtually limitless amount of credits he has access to. He can basically do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, and just kill whoever tells him 'no'. Every character I had in mind felt very insignificant compared to that kind of power.

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

Sure enough, Bastian's faith in the squire was not misplaced as the final beast suffered a fiery demise. And just like that, it was over. The forest fell silent, the owls, frogs, and crickets still too frightened by the chaos to resume calling out into the darkness. Bastian checked the group. The all seemed to be fine, except for the hermit. The hermit was gone. Regrettable as his demise was, Bastian's top priority was his patient, who he had succeeded in keeping safe with the help of the supposed noble.

As for himself, Bastian was unharmed like the rest of the party. He was completely unfazed by the blood that now coated him and dripped from his knife as well as the hand that held it. He and the squire were, by far, the two most combat capable members of the group. Surprisingly, no one seemed too put off that the man who was trained in healing was also well-versed in doing the exact opposite. Bastian then heard Lorenzo mention he didn't remember the wolves in the forest being so aggressive.

"Those weren't wolves," Bastian said. "Their appearance may be similar, but those beasts.... They are not natural."

Bastian then retrieved his medical bag and knelt beside Martyrdom. While the supplies it contained were normal for people, Bastian was a dog person. More than that, he doubted he would have been as successful against those beasts had it not been for the young hound's assistance. He owed him this much. He removed Lorenzo's cloak from the canine and used it to wipe the wolfborn blood off of his hands and knife. It was probably rude to do so without asking, but the cloak was already ruined by that point. The physician then set to work cleaning Martyrdom's wounds and dressing them with proper bandages.

"I will take first watch. I must keep an eye on our furry friend to make sure he remains in stable condition."

As he sat beside the dog gently petting him to keep him calm and comfortable, Bastian couldn't help but wonder about the beasts that had attacked them. They were far larger than any wolf, and definitely far more ferocious. The thing that bothered him the most was that they left the horse untouched. Surely a horse would provide a far more substantial meal than any man. Unless those creatures did not hunt simply for food. Perhaps they did it for fun. It was a chilling thought that a creature would kill for pleasure alone.

Gear

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3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

Upon landing a successful blow upon the wolfborn Bastian knew the upper hand was now his. Battered and bleeding, the beast had surely lost much of its strength, but he doubted it had lost its will to fight. It was in situations most dire where man and beast fight their hardest. As Bastian planned his next attacked, he noticed the squire rushing in after having defeated his own wolfborn. It wasn't surprising seeing as he wielded an actual weapon and was receiving assistance from Lorenzo. With Col's assistance, finishing off this monstrosity would be much easier. Yelling like he was, Col was presenting himself as a big and obvious incoming threat whether that was his intention or not. Such action would undoubtedly attract the wolfborn's attention, which would allow Bastian to make his move. As soon as the beast would turn its head, Bastain would plunge his knife into it's now-exposed neck and then back away. The squire should have no problem dispatching the creature afterwards.

Gear

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4 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag