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[Dsarker]

How is that bad? Bone setting doesn't require skill to prevent infections.

[KingStrongbeard]

How is that bad? Bone setting doesn't require skill to prevent infections.

Did not realize that. What about suturing? Bubbles also doesn't have that skill and the two ponies that do are imprisoned.

[Dsarker]

I believe that might, but the big one is wound dressing.

[Impending Doom]

((Drama time ))

Charity is awakened by a light knocking on her door, accompanied by the singsong voice of Lieutenant Otik.

"Wake up, lil' sleepy-head!"

This is immediately followed by the sound of her bedroom door being bucked off its hinges. The countess finds herself staring down three crossbows at three very, very unhappy pegasi.

((Too far? Just right?))

[KingStrongbeard]

"Captain Otik," yells the Countess, "What is the meaning of this!" Charity demands as she attempts to position herself between the angry pegasi, and the her young filly, Belle who she was sleeping next to. The filly has just been awoken by the sounds of a door being bucked down and began to cry.

[ansontan2000]

"I should go and see Thundersplinter..."

[The Master]

I hear Charity's screams and rush to the source.

[Impending Doom]

Otik stares over the top of her crossbow, unfazed.

"Yer gonna have t' come with us, ma'am."

- - - - Elsewhere - - - -

Passing the time, Starkey sits down in front of Friesden's cell. He smiles warmly at her.

"Hello, Miss Friesden. You... look like you're feeling better. How are you?"

[KingStrongbeard]

Charity leaves the crying foal in the care of her husband, and moves to go with the pegasi. "Fine, I'll go, but why are you doing all this? What's going on? Where are you taking me."

[KingStrongbeard]

Bah, accidenlty clicked quote instead of modify. Ignore this post.

[Dsarker]

Friesden stares mutely at the wall.

[Impending Doom]

This worries Starkey. He reaches a hoof through the bars to rest on her withers. She usually responds, even if only with mad ramblings.

"Miss Friesden?"

[The Master]

Seeing the lieutenant leading Charity away, I charge at her, still holding the axe.

[Dsarker]

Friesden winces as the strange pony touches her.

[KingStrongbeard]

Seeing the lieutenant leading Charity away, I charge at her, still holding the axe.

(Charges the lieutenant or Charity?)

Seeing the charging Carrot, with a bronze battle axe in his mouth, Charity, dives behind one of the marksponies. And screams.