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[And Faramir wandered straight into a whole fucking army of slow mutants]
[Luckily for Faramir, well, he's Faramir. With all the badassery that entails. So not only did he notice them before they started shooting poison at him, he also stained his sword with an awful lot of mutie blood. Consensus; they're easier to kill than orcs]
[Less luckily, they still have those poison dart thingies, and he took one in the arm while he was driving them away. He's dealt with poison before, of course, and he's done all the right things - made a tourniquet out of his swordbelt, taken the dart out (very very carefully), and, now, with the poison nonetheless getting to him, he's searching desperately for clean water to wash it out]
[There's blood trickling down his face, but he's pretty sure it's not his]
[Luckily for Faramir, well, he's Faramir. With all the badassery that entails. So not only did he notice them before they started shooting poison at him, he also stained his sword with an awful lot of mutie blood. Consensus; they're easier to kill than orcs]
[Less luckily, they still have those poison dart thingies, and he took one in the arm while he was driving them away. He's dealt with poison before, of course, and he's done all the right things - made a tourniquet out of his swordbelt, taken the dart out (very very carefully), and, now, with the poison nonetheless getting to him, he's searching desperately for clean water to wash it out]
[There's blood trickling down his face, but he's pretty sure it's not his]