[ John takes a few moments to gather his wits and protections about him again. A muttered bit of spellwork and he feels more level-headed again. Leastways until the big, brooding sort stumbles in. ]
John. [ He sniffs and keeps his face impassive. There is little about him that is just anything if his keen senses are anything to go off of. He sits heavily and works on getting his armor out of the way. His movements are slow and sluggish.
John moves over to give a hand. ]
I can help. I'm pretty good in a pinch.
[ Geralt fumbles with a small bag that holds vials of his potions and it makes a clinking sound that proves the last hit that threw him into a tree did, in fact, break them. Damn.
If Yenn trusts this man then he sees no reason why he shouldn't. He lets him take the satchel from him. ]
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John. [ He sniffs and keeps his face impassive. There is little about him that is just anything if his keen senses are anything to go off of. He sits heavily and works on getting his armor out of the way. His movements are slow and sluggish.
John moves over to give a hand. ]
I can help. I'm pretty good in a pinch.
[ Geralt fumbles with a small bag that holds vials of his potions and it makes a clinking sound that proves the last hit that threw him into a tree did, in fact, break them. Damn.
If Yenn trusts this man then he sees no reason why he shouldn't. He lets him take the satchel from him. ]
Here, I can have a look.