“Pay attention to what you are doing, you blunderous auroch’ Aurora Goodekin hissed at her companion, as he applied a poultice to the wound on her thigh.
“Of course, your Dameship” Sammeal Hargrove responded sarcastically, as he daubed the healing balm into the arrow wound. He used the title Dameship as a weapon, to intentionally spite the young half-elf maiden sitting in front of him, knowing she would never be able to claim the formal title of a Paladin for herself. “But know the Gnolls have been known to coat their arrows in black serpent venom in order to finish the victims they don’t kill outright.” He continued to massage her alabaster upper thigh, partially to get the mixture of herbs saturated into the wound, partially for his own enjoyment. “I don’t need you passing out on our way through Three Dagger Pass if we are going to try to ambush the remaining Gnolls.”