Subject: Re: Fire, fire everywhere

Buchek flounders for a moment as he is plunged unexpectedly into the water. The sudden cold of the water, and the surprise of it, extinguishes his rage in a heartbeat. Using the last of his strength to kick his way to the river's edge and haul himself onto the bank, the barbarian collapses. Each heartbeat causes his temples to throb, and involuntary twiches ripple across the surface of the muscles of his chest and shoulders. Flying into a rage twice in a single hour, along with his disappointment at failing to slay his uncle, combine to exhaust Buchek utterly. Sprawled on the bank, both tired and depressed, he is dimly aware of the darkness around him.

After a moment, rolls over and with an involuntary groan pushes himself onto his hands and knees, and holds this position for a few moments before rising to his feet. He sways for a moment, seeing points of light swimming in front of his eyes, but after a moment the dizziness fades, and he trudges up the bank, trying to orient himself. Which side of the river is he on? Where is the outpost. He stops for a moment, listening, trying to find his bearings.

Subject: Re: Fire, fire everywhere

Fa leaps to Holn's shoulder. He is exhausted, but knows that his friends may still need his aid.

He goes to see how he can help put out the fires.

(OOC He will do what he can to help, then go get a room and sleep before meditating the first thing in the morning.)