Posts from Maiven Lightfoot (Arandor) Auto-translated

There was no pulse: apparently, the electric shock passed through his heart.

- June, what are you thinking? Don't even consider it! Do you hear me?! - The halfling started frantically massaging his chest, hoping to revive his friend.

Jun wasn't getting any better, and Mayven didn't have much time...
That Sylvan started approaching them.

- Hey! - he shouted to the Sylvan, - my friend is dying, he needs help! Call a doctor!

Sylv noticed that the doctor would arrive soon, and indeed, he did: he quickly rushed over to June while Sylv subtly hinted that June and Maiven were spies, bandits, and emissaries of Evil. The doctor, however, didn't hesitate and gave June a good whack on the ribs, without even checking his pulse or anything else, and then skillfully and efficiently began to revive him. June regained consciousness.

Maiven didn't pay attention to the Sylvan; his gaze was fixed on the doctor and Yoru's lifeless body. When June regained consciousness, the halfling joyfully exclaimed, "June! You're alive! You really scared me... If it weren't for the doctor," the hobbit turned to his savior and shook his hand, "Thank you very much."

--Well, I tried, but... oh... -- he looked at the "battlefield" with fear.

- What? Oh, you mean those guys? - the halfling shifted his gaze to the bodies of the Sylvan creatures, - They brought it on themselves; we were just defending ourselves.

– But my duty… – he glanced at Maiven. – This is terrible! You need to lie down, – and he took out some bandages.

- Yes, of course, - the halfling tried to get more comfortable.

The doctor undoubtedly knew his craft and treated Mayven as quickly and efficiently as possible. Then, he attended to the defeated Sylvan units (though he didn't revive them, he simply made sure they would survive), and finally, he calmly dealt with the Sylvan ally's crow.

- June, how are you? Can you walk on your own?

–Yes, I think I can,– replied June. Then he approached the Sylvan and the halfling. –Do you know who these maniacs are, and why they attacked us?

The halfling also approached them.

Another half-elf suggested that the Sylvan creatures might belong to some illegal order of fanatics. However, the conversation didn't flow, and taking advantage of the pause, one of the wounded Sylvans began to crawl away.