some
medicines. I’ve got some tools we can use and some alcohol I brewed to clean
it with. I don’t know how long she’ll last, but we could try to fashion her a
gurney and tie it to my mule. We could reach my shack by mid-day tomorrow, and
if she’s still holding on by then, we can operate. In the meantime, I know
some berries and herbs that grow here that might help her hold on.”
Kiella looked at Raveena. From all that she knew of
medicine, she was already beyond help. She knew she had little chance of
survival alone in these woods too, so she felt she had little choice but to go
along with Bob Bumbelden’s plan. Besides, just the fact that he could guide
her safely, hopefully, away from the exiles made him an invaluable ally. They
worked together to fashion a stretcher using sticks and grasses and a large
hide of a beast that Bob had slain, attached it to Bob’s mule to pull Raveena,
and by late morning they were on their way.
By daylight, the Forbidden Forest was gorgeous. It was much
more lush than the Raganean woods, teeming with life. The plants, flowers, and
birds all had much more color than what Kiella was used to seeing.
Occasionally, Bob would stop along the way to check his traps. He had done
quite well, finding a large beautiful bird that he claimed would fetch him a
high price in trade, a badger, and a large rabbit.
“Ah!”
exclaimed Bob as he held up the rabbit. “Dinner!”
As they reached a brook, Bob suddenly grew excited.
“There they
are! The bobbin leaves.” He got down on his hands and knees and pushed deep
into a small bush. He popped back out triumphantly with three shiny red leaves
in hand.
“See! They
only grow in the shade of other, larger bushes, but always close to running
water. Here, this should help.”
Bob produced a mortar and pestle from his sack on the mule
and quickly went about grinding up the leaves.
“Here, put
this on her tongue. Just a bit is all it takes.”
Kiella put a bit of the ground leaves in Raveena’s mouth.
There was no change in her state, but within minutes her color did seem to
improve.
“Yes, see?
Can you see it? Always gives the system a boost. That might be all she needs
to keep her around long enough for us to get back and operate, but I will hold
onto the rest and we can give her more along the way. Hopefully, this will
make the difference, poor lass.”
They paused by the brook to refill the canteen and catch
their breath. Bob took the chance to try and make more small-talk, and learn
more about his new companions.
“That wound,
must be quite a story behind it! Robbers, muggers, thieves? Or is it you two,
on the lam? Stole something? Did she have a jealous lover in a rage?”
Kiella remained silent.
“Oh, oh.
I’m sorry. Please forgive old Bob. We Bumbledens aren’t known for our
manners, but we mean well.”
Kiella chewed on some more jerky Bob had offered, and then
thought of her own questions.
“The Elken .
. . we’re being careful to avoid them, right? You don’t think they’ll see
us?”
“Oh no.
They don’t come out this way much. I think it will be fine. Though, it’s
always better to be safe with those ones. Animals, really. And mystical. You
know that, right? Magic, those ones have. You don’t ever want to piss them
off. You’re probably right. We’d best move on. Shouldn’t sit out here in the
open like this. I’m used to traveling alone, but we should be more cautious.”
They continued through the forest, being careful to stay
where the trees were thick now, so they wouldn’t be easily noticed. Raveena
was still unconscious, but she now stirred occasionally, as if dreaming, and
her color still looked improved. As they walked, though they were taking all
precautions to avoid discovery, Kiella couldn’t help but keep feeling
paranoid. She constantly felt as if they were being watched. She’d be
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