Everyone has reconvened at the cave, Jessen the slowest moving of them. He managed to stop the bleeding, but he's definitely wounded to the point that leading a walk back to anywhere is likely not going to happen any time soon.
Those damn ruffians. I knew them boys, they used to be little prigs as children and grew up bad. If the tree is bad, so is the fruit, says I. Their daddy was hanged as a thief years ago. Shows they aren't any better. We can't thank you enough for the protection. I've got only a few silver on me, but you're welcome to it as payment for the help. he says, voice echoing the pain in his eyes.
Evelyn watches in wonder as Xavena shifts back from a wolf.
That's - oh wow! How did you do that! That was amazing! Are all the animals in the woods like that? Could I do that? To be an owl would be so much fun! she exclaims excitedly, the idea of shapeshifting completely obliterating any weird feelings she had from the night before.
Elyssa sits with Jessen, worrying over his wounds.
If anyone checks the bandits bodies, they recover two suits of leather armor, two longbows with four arrows each, two rusty short swords, and a pouch with 12 gold.
