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rabidbaconBastian Felstead
This was all getting to be a bit much for poor Bastian. He had never put much stock in the stories about magic or mythical beings. Now, however, he was being chased by a creature of ash after being teleported to some mysterious place by a magical glowing rock. Bastian was practical man in fantastical circumstances. Fortunately, practicality came with resourcefulness. He reached into his medical bag and pulled out a roll of cloth bandages. He then wrapped the strip of cloth around his head to cover his nose and mouth as defense and against the swirling cloud of dust descending upon them. Looking to his comrades he saw that Lorenzo was using his cloak to cover his face, so he handed the roll to the next closest man to him: Col.
Bastian extended his arm toward Col with the bandages in his hand and gave him a nudge to gain his attention. Hopefully, Col would figure out what he was meant to do with them just by seeing Bastian's example.