03-26-2017, 04:59 PM
Following the report of the gunshot and the sudden silence, Ursk pieces together that the robot is likely destroyed. He stands up, rubs a hand over his bloody scalp, looks at the hand as it comes away with a crimson slick, then shakes his head at Weyna, declining her offer of help. "No. Ursk fine."
He slings his axe across his back, then begins picking glass out of his scalp as he walks inside the house. Weyna hears him crumble to himself in Dwarven, "Fight's over and I'm as useless as a gnome's beard."
When he sees Kayla's wound, his eyes widen a bit, surprised the scrawny human could withstand such an injury. Is that bone? He calls out, adding the Raewyn's request, "Weyna... woman need help."
He then walks over to the robot and, with his booted toe, nudges it in whatever passes for a head, making sure it's 'dead'. "Never trust robot."
He slings his axe across his back, then begins picking glass out of his scalp as he walks inside the house. Weyna hears him crumble to himself in Dwarven, "Fight's over and I'm as useless as a gnome's beard."
When he sees Kayla's wound, his eyes widen a bit, surprised the scrawny human could withstand such an injury. Is that bone? He calls out, adding the Raewyn's request, "Weyna... woman need help."
He then walks over to the robot and, with his booted toe, nudges it in whatever passes for a head, making sure it's 'dead'. "Never trust robot."
