rluknyym looked over at nudek. he didn't think it would hurt. of course come and sit. the more the merrier. he looked at a pendragon who was looking at the menu. he was hurt. will you ladies escuse me a moment i'll be right back. he went over to the pendragon umm are you alright you bleeding pretty bad
<span style='color:blue'>"Ehh...Im not sure...Look at it for me will ya?"</span> asked Voltan as he pulled open the left side of his cloak. He looked down himself, with a small dagger in his left side about four inches above his hip. Lower on his leg was a deep slice, about eight inches long and two inches wide. He smiled, he didnt know he was hurt this bad. <span style='color:blue'>"What would you recomend to eat?"</span> asked Volta, licking his lips at his hunger.
rluknyyms eyes opened wide. it was deep. it was bad and he was asking about food it must have not hurt much! well frist id recomend a healer or at least a frist aid kit then maybe a bath. as for food i think if you ate anything it might come out the slash there he pointed to his leg.
Nudek looked at the one Rluknyym was looking at. Her eyes were wide with horror. oh my! she exclaimed out loud. The others in the restaurant looked her way. Wow... i can feel every damn pair of eyes starin at me... can't they just look away? she thought. she got up and walked towards The 'dragon in the cloak. You should realy find a healer soon... before you bleed to death. Nudek wished there was a way to help him.
<span style='color:blue'>"Thats the second thing on my list, first is some food becauase I havnt eaten in at least a day. So what would anyone recomend around here?" </span>asked Voltan, closing his cloak once more. He looked back at the menu, thinking which one to buy. A better question is if I can pay for it, thought Voltan. He opened the left side of his cloak once more and checked his pockets. He had a few gold coins, hopefully enough for some whine and food, thought Voltan, smiling at the thought of food in his stumach.
nudek looked wide eyed at him. why food? he would get food at the healers for sure... he must not be able to feel it. Nudek walked up to the counter. She baught some stew and some wine. here. she handed the food and wine to Voltan.
<span style='color:blue'>"Ah, thanks a lot. Mind if I sit with you?" </span>asked Voltan as he grabbed the food and bottle of whine from the other 'dragon. <span style='color:blue'>"And whats all of your names as well?"</span> asked Voltan as he smiled and stood there with the steam of the stew coming up into his face. He smelled it, and licked his lips again.
Nudek just stared. she realised what she was doing and closed her mouth and introduced herself. i am Nugek Gagte. and you are?
i am rluknyym kleams. and i insist that right after you finish eating we find you a healer! rluknyym looked at him waiting for an objection
<span style='color:blue'>"The names Voltan, and a healer? I can do some basic healing on myself, although I have no idea how much good it would do," </span>said Voltan as he smiled and sat down. He sat sideways so his left leg can stretch out. He grabbed a spoon-like object and started to eat the stew. All the beef, potatoes, and other ingrediants that tasted good with the sauce. He grabed a cup and poored some of the red whine into it. <span style='color:blue'>"Would anyone else like some?" </span>asked Voltan, looking up at the rest of the group.
Rluknyym shook his head he couldent understand why the pendragon could even think of eating, when he had that big of a gash in his leg.
Nudek wondered why he didn't find a healer. he was terribly wounded and his cloak was covered in his blood. hurry.. eat.. we need to find you a healer.. FAST!
<span style='color:blue'>"Whats the hurry? I can't eat too fast, I loose all of my appetite then!"</span> said Voltan, as he looked at his soup. He started to smile as he scouped up some more of the stew. He took a few more bites, then took a sip of his whine. <span style='color:blue'>"Any of you want some whine?" </span>asked Voltan, looking up at the group of people around him.
Nudek just stared. you need a healer before you die from blood loss! Nudek shook her head in frustration.why am i worried? if you don't want a healer then fine..
<span style='color:blue'>"Ive had worse wounds, I wont die from blood loss, yet,"</span> said Voltan, smiling. He took about ten more bites of the stew, until just the soup was left. He grabed the whine bottle and started to chug, tipping back his head as he did. He put down the whine bottle, then started to chug what ever was left of his cup of whine. Then he sipped down the soup. <span style='color:blue'>"Now, to get vengence on that bastard..."</span> said Voltan as he stood up, wincing at the pain from his left leg. He then thought of a healing mixture in his head, and hovered his right hand over his leg. A small purple beam came from his hand, and into his wound. Then it dissapeared as fast as it appeared. He looked back at his wound, it was fully sealed, but you could still see the loss of blood and a scar. He shrugged his shoulders and then turned around to look back at the group who he ate with. <span style='color:blue'>"Could any of you heal this dagger wound? I need to save my magic for the battle ahead," </span>asked Voltan, smiling at them all.
Nudek shook her head.. i can't... maye.. i would have thought if you guys were healers then you would have helped him so i thihnk not.. right?
<span style='color:blue'>"Oh well...Ready a cloth then,"</span> said Voltan as he opened the left side of his cloak. He grasped the dagger with both hands, and suddenly jolted it out of him. His facial expression sayed the same, half happy, and half angry. Blood bursted from where the dagger once was. <span style='color:blue'>"Hurry up and dab it, and lock it there."</span> said Voltan as he threw the dagger to right side onto the table. It stuck straight in, and stayed there firmly.
nudek quickly grabed a peice of cloth from her pouch. she closed the bag and stuck the cloth on the blood slpurting wound. Better? she asked after she badaged it.
<span style='color:blue'>"It will do. Now to find that son of a bitch assasin..."</span> said Voltan as his eyes flared up a deep purple, then back to there original color. He smiled and closed his cloak, and stood in front of the door way, and took a deep breath.
