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"Um...well." Enzeru said running his hand through his hair and looking around at the group. "What now?"
There was a collective silence from the group. As Enzeru looked around the group, Xyven simply looked away, Shoan ran from pile of rubble to pile of rubble looking for another intact bottle of liquor, Draconis was smirking and finishing off his bottle of booze, and Petra was holding her injured arm looking down at the floor.
Seeing Petra, Enzeru walked over to her and pulled her shirt down slightly to reveal her wound. Though alarmed at first, Petra quickly gave in as Enzeru flashed her a reassuring smile, showing her his benevolent intentions.
"Have any of you guys got any bandages?" Enzeru asked.
The gunman was quickly answered as a roll of clean linen bandages struck him in the back of the head and bounced off. Enzeru caught the roll before it hit the ground and turned around to offer his thanks.
"Uh...thanks?" Enzeru said hesitantly, not sure who to direct his appreciation to.
The gunman then tended to the scouts wounds, taking as much care as was possible not to hurt her, and apolgizing when she winced with pain. After the bleeding had stopped and the wound was covered, Enzeru sat Petra down and brought her the remaining pieces of her bow.
"Sorry." he said placing the two pieces at her side.
Enzeru then turned to the others and began to speak, "A clerk yesterday told me of the 'fellars to the north' who knew how to make gunpowder. I think he was talking about Abanaku's forces. I think we should head up to the north. What do you guys think?"
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