That's fine, Phantom. I assumed as much anyways.
Give me a few minutes, and I'll edit IC stuff into this post.
EDITWith the Captain...(10+1)
Flint reaches up, grabbing
Sven by the shoulder and shoving him back. "Enough talk! Go get someone from the medical tents...or...get the Lieutenant and the others or
something! Tel'Hal, see what you can do."
Sarek, true to his word, is rather efficient in aiding the man- Using a strip of cloth torn from the injured soldier's own shirttail, he forms a series of crude bandages around the unhinged shoulder and applies pressure. The makeshift bandage is quickly soaked through with blood, but it would appear that the injured man will last for a few moments longer than he normally would.
Audible only to
Sarek and Flint, who are now on their knees beside the man, comes the response to the Captain's earlier question. "Scout-...ing thirty-s-six. We were..."
He coughs once more, and this time, loud enough for the others to hear, "...a-ambushed on our way back...by th-...the lumber pi-..."
Outside the Tavern..."At ease, Lieutenant." the bearded man states after a momentary pause, without glancing to the rest of the group he amends, though unnecessarily "That goes for the rest of you as well."
Lieutenant Ward deflates like a popped balloon, looking around to the rest of you. Finally, his eyes settle on
Leiara and
Wesley, the two standing closest to Brandguard. "You two! Don't you know the general when you see him? Do you not kno-"
He is cut off rather abruptly by the bearded man: "Calm, Lieutenant. We hadn't yet reached formal introductions. Miss
Leiara...erm, and whoever you might be. I am General Theodore Brandguard, of the Arkros First Army. I believe you should already be aware of the proper means of addressing me. If not Lieutenant Ward has demonstrated them quite well."