Misfits rabble rousing pack!

[Dr. Prower]

Janine felt rather uneasy about the entire situation. She felt like she didn't know what was going on. They didn't usually have anyone just stumble into their camp, so it was unsettling. However, whoever showed up seemed to be injured, so she still had to help get the medical supplies. She rushed as fast as her leg would allow her and began collecting supplies together to treat everyone, including herself.

[Angder]

Mal watched Janine limp off, and then turned back to the otter.

Mal appeared to ignore the gold bar, it didn't interest him at that point, he had an injured man to worry about "Stop trying to move, you will make the damage worse. Here, let me roll you onto your back" Carefully, Mal rolled the otter over carefully, trying to minimize the discomfort, "That probably hurt a little, but you should be more comfortable now, I don't want to you to make that arm worse, and on your front you were practically crushing it. Don't try to move, but also don't tense up, let your body move if it wants to move, just don't force it to. My herbs should be here any moment, and then I can start fixing this." Not having anything else he could immediately do, Mal took a moment to look around the camp and observe what was happening with the other newcomer, the fox.

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew narrowed his eyes as he watched the smoke pour into the sky, a scowl coming over his face. Slavers. Worthless scum that deserved the worst deaths imaginable. Just the thought of them made his blood boil and the idea of cracking a few of their skulls in pleased him. But still, he would have to contain himself, control his anger for he did  not want to bring anymore trouble to his new pack. Letting out a low growl, the shark descended down the tree and landed silently on the ground, trotting over to Sen. "If you are going to check it out then I am to. We can watch each others backs."

[kalan]

Beryl twisted his blade around so that the flat of the blade rested against the back of his arm. "This way" he said to the fox motioning toward the camp. He led the fox to the center of the camp making sure to keep him away from the blacksmiths shop. "You can have a seat here if you'd like" he waved his hand in the direction of a stump on the ground. "Whats your name?" He asked, "im gonna have to ask you to surrender your weaponry until we get this sorted" he looked the fox over "somebody did a number on you"

[MaskaTheOtter]

The Otter does as Mal says and tries to stay as still as I can. Finally saying "It didn't *Cough, cough* It didn't hurt that bad"

Trying not to move but at the same time trying to stay awake. "I... I owe you.... My life"

[coolcoyote]

Huzzah! The otter will live! The plump fox merchant though however is sure that he himself will die as he is led away by the large tiger.

This was a bad plan! What was he thinking? They were going to find out he was just trying to mooch food from them and then they were going to kill Rascal and make his fur into a hat!

Rascal was quick to plant his tail on the stump where he fidgited most uncomfortably. "W-what?" he asked, "Oh! Oh! Yes! Weapons! Slavers! Both a bad combination. Speaking of slavers...should we...should we not be moving to somewhere, um, safer?" He chuckled most nervously.

This was a nightmare in the making for the fleshy red fox. Who wouod have known that REAL slavers would appear? Now, instead of taking off like a sane person he was trapped here and had to rely on these...these tribal muts...and tigers...and shark-thing to protect him!

He was doomed for sure!

Almost as an after thought the fox reached behind him. He produced the knife in its holster. "You...sure I can't hang on to this?"

[Senjiku Ayakashi]

Sen noticed Andrew approach, "I'd prefer you stay back, but unlike the others you don't listen. Anyway, we're only viewing the scene. . . Move quietly and swiftly. I don't want any unnecessary bloodshed, if either of us get hurt we're put in a very bad situation. Got it? Lets go!" Sen jumped into the first tree he came to; they weaved their way through the trees to the smoke. There was yelling and screaming that couldn't be heard from the camp. "This is horrible. . ." Sen watched a lone trapper walk his way with a cub badly beaten. The smoke covered his figure as he stood up, he drew his scythe and dropped it in front of the trapper. When he came in reach Sen yanked up on the blade shearing straight through the mand face, skin bones and all. It went through clean. Sen jumped down and grabbed the small cub in his arms before hoping back into the trees where he waited for Andrew.

[Angder]

"Don't try to talk, you can thank me when You can walk again..."

Janine returned with the the supplies Mal needed, he immediately set about healing the otter, dabbing him with strange herbs. Immediately, the burns appear less severe, but the broken bones and physical injuries would still take some time to heal...

Satisfied the Otter would recover, Mal stood up. "I need to get him somewhere comfortable, anyone got a bed I can borrow?"

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew half rolled his eyes but nodded. He knew he wasnt the best when it came to following orders, but when it came to things like this, to slavers, he didnt care what Sen told him to do. The shark was glad though he didnt have to argue with the fox this time. Jumping up into the tree after his leader, Andrew followed suit, arriving next to Sen as soon as he pulled the child up. "That was a risky move, you should of waited for me to spot you. But lets see what we are dealing with here." The shark said, peering down into the burning camp.

[kalan]

Kalan took the knife from the fox as he watched sen ad andrew disappear into the tree. "You'll get it nack when we figure out whats going on. So what happened out there, how many slavers are out there." He slid his sword back into its sheath as he looked around. "You still haven't given a name." He noticed the fox was uneasy but after slavers who wouldn't be a little restless. "What's his name" he asked pointing toward the otter. Suddenly a question bombarded his mind. "Why did you come from that way when the camp is over that way?" He rested his hand on the pommel of his blade.

[MaskaTheOtter]

The otter lays still slipping in and out of consciousness. He is unable to pay attention to what is going on around him... His mind was seized with
unparalleled fear and he saw memories of home flashing before him.

{Flashback begins} His day started like everyday. He woke up early to watch the sunrise followed by a quick swim and then he went to work with whatever his tasks were. On this day he was to cut down some birch trees so his tribe could build a canoe to trade. With his hatchet in one paw, some food in his pouch, and some rope on his shoulder he went out to find the trees he needed. After cutting a few down the otter sat to eat the nuts that he brought with him. Before he could even get a bite he heard a loud noises coming from his tribe. He hurried over to see all of the teepees on fire and his people in chains. Filled with rage and letting out a battle cry he throws his hatchet in the back of the furless creature that was taking his proud people. The otter then pounced on the nearest one and started hitting him repeatedly until he felt a sharp pain in his side. Falling over he is surrounded by the enemy and beaten and cut but not killed. Once alone the otter left his home, the only place he has known his entire life and walked, limped, until he found this camp. {Flashback end}

[coolcoyote]

Back in the present at the camp the pot bellied fox began to sweat. That was the trouble with risky harebrained ideas. They had the chance of exploding in your face with deadly consiquences.

It would have been simple really, to convince these backward uncivilized heathens that Rascal was indeed attacked by slavers or bandits. But with the presence of the otter and real slavers it added a whole new variable that Rascal didn't even consider.

The air was filled with adrenolin right now. One wrong slip of the tongue and these beasts will see him for the con man he is, or worse...think he is working with the slavers.

"Oh...right. um..." the fox seemed transfixed on the blade at the tigers hip. He could very well imagine what  the sword could do to him. Worse, what the tribe planned to do with him even if they believed this story. Oh this was a horrible idea. A horrible stupid idea!

"Rascal. Er. My name is Rascal. I...don't know the other guy. I didn't know I was near a village until he came bursting out of the woods. " his face lit up, with a sly smile the fox leans backward, using his paws to support himself behind him. "I'm a traveling merchant from the east. I was coming through the woods when I was accosted by slavers. They must have been a scouting party. Either way they found the belongings I had dropped to be more valuable than my miserable hide. I don't suppose I could trouble you for some water?"

The fox needed the water to wash down his own words.

[Senjiku Ayakashi]

Sen took a deep breath, the blood and smoke were messing with him. It wouldnt be long before he started having flashbacks, but he believed he could control himself for a few minutes. "Honestly it seems as if someone aided them, more importantly theres no signs of forced entry. They're way too close to camp, we'd best head. . ." A loud shout rank throughout the camp. "OVER ERE BOYS!!" The slavers had spotted Sen and Andrew. "Split, you head back ill lure them away. I'll take the boy to keep the choice simple for them." Sen leapt off the branch they were all on into the field where three men had gathered so far.

[Angder]

Mal lifted the otter onto a low bed, and checked his pulse. steady. there no obvious life-threatening wounds... the otter should recover without issue.

"Janine, show me your leg" Mal quickly patched up her leg, the wound was not serious, but it was painful. "If you had left this much longer it could have got infected. I once had to amputate an infected leg... do you get what I am saying? well, your fine now, try to avoid applying presure to that leg, and it will be good as new in a couple of days" Mal sent Janine away, and then sat by the otter, "If you want to talk now is a good time." Mal paused "oh of course... your unconscious" Mal leaned back, and waited.

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew was going to protest, but thought better of it, giving a nod instead. "Ok, but if you arnt back within an hour, I'm coming back for you." He watched as Sen headed off with the boy, turning back and hopping through the trees once he lost sight of him. The shark hoped things would be ok, the last thing their group needed were more dead, let alone their leader. But for a fraction of a moment he got to caught up in his thoughts, a moment of distracting himself and not paying attention to the situation around him. Andrew didnt even hear the snap of the bow until the arrow hit him. The force and surprise of it caused him to loose his footing on on a limb, falling and smacking a few branches as he plummeted out of the tree.