onlyme wrote:Fulp answers Ciar as he moves over to check on the remaining wounds that have apparently stricken Festus.
Ciar, it wasnt a mule, you see. it is advice my poppy taught me when he was home on leave from the army. He said the medics might as well smack, stab, or shoot the soldier they were saving, since they couldn't do any worse. Like this, I reckon...
He smacks the drawf similarly as Ciar earlier.
Anyway, I couldn't shoot an arrow, so I figured I would test the smacking thing on you before I attempted to heal a real soldier. If that didnt work. I had a blade I would've tried next.
Actually, Ciar was talking about the fall that injured him to unconsciousness...

Dragon foot. Bamboo pole. Little mouse. Tiny boy.