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[hippodamio]

The hill country in parts of Dardania is wild, and rough; there are beasts living there that one might well think had survived somehow from the age of Titans, and of the first Earth Men, who made their swords of stone. They make good hunting for a prince and his companions, as one can make a name for himself that way, and no harm done to the

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[there_is_a_me]

"Hektor." Spoon gets there before the rat gets back, with a first-aid kit and a rag soaked in mint across his own face. "The fuck?"

[hippodamio]

"Kou'te-bpe," says the prince, grimacing; he'd just flexed that leg, and the blood came fresh. "There was a boar-hunt today, against a beast bigger than any pig I've ever yet seen. He had more life in him than I'd thought, and gored me at the end."

[there_is_a_me]

"Bloody stupid humans." Spoon mutters, and the mint is burning his nose enough that he can't smell the blood, "This is going to hurt, lad." and that's all the warning the prince gets before Spoon starts cleaning the wound with the alcohol in the first aid kit.

[hippodamio]

"I've had worse," is all Hektor says before clenching his jaw a little. When the rat arrives, he indicates the far side of the table; the tray is left directly opposite Spoon, and then the rodent dashes off.

[iambetadraconis]

This man knows an ugly wound when he sees it. He's had his share of them.

"That looks bad. Let me help you."

[hippodamio]

The young man- and he's a man proper, and not the youth he'd been when last he entered the Bar- looks up, his fingers having already come away from the site well and truly bloody. "It needs washing out, or it'll fester," he says. "Beyond that I'm not sure how bad it is."

[iambetadraconis]

"Sit down," he says. "I'm no healer but I've had to patch myself up a few times."

He pulls out his wand.

"Let's start with cleaning up the blood. Then we'll see how bad it is."

[hippodamio]

His eyes go to the wand, and then up to the man's face again. "What do you plan to do with that?" he asks; there is no fear in his tone, only a little wariness.