The situation assessment is shitty.
Mams run off, probably still runnin. She charges when spooked. Thats awright though. She’ll find her way back eventually. Just gotta find yourself some civilization, or shelter.
This aint your first injured-in-the-woods rodeo after all.
Meditroll said no pullin on the stick till it was tied up, an its tied up now, so do you try to cover some distance before or get it over with….
Feels gross and wrong walking with that thing rubbing against your squishy muscle bits. Impalements aren’t fun.
You get the janky palmhusk tucked away and have a sit on a nice convenient rock while you dig a dwindling roll of bandage out of your pack. Mam had most of the supplies.
Not to self, carry all the stuff from now on.
Wont be too hard to pull the thing out. You test wiggle it and it has some give.
Maybe jump the gun and yank on it. You really shouldnt be surprised when it comes out.
And, theeeeeeres the blood.
Now how did you manage to break the thing just putting the case on?
“Uhg.”
Shaking it doesn’t work of course. When does that ever work? It’s total lights out, and more than a little frustrating to lose contact with the meditroll, considering.
Awright. You’re still skewered but its not bleeding so much at the moment. With the stick still in. When you pull it though, with your luck, it will probably spew until you have your very own arterial spray rainbow.
On the other hand the longer you leave it, the more likely your leg will rot off. Damned if you do, and damned if you don’t.
You give standing up a go and the tree next to you happily lends a helping trunk, just as you happily accept her apology. Why be bitter over a little splinter in the woods, eh?
Its not even this tree’s fault, but here he-Sorry, she, is being all contrite about it, and being sweet enough to hold you up.
“Don’t feel bad on mah account, ma'am. We’re all good, you and me, but that fella is gettin’ burned.”
You picked up the tag of a doctor troll somewhere. Probably that tavern a perigee ago. Seems like as good an idea as any. A second opinion it is then. Before you try yanking it and possibly bleed out.
– grindingCuspids [GC] began pestering eldritchInfirmarian [EI] at 00:58 –
GC: Ello?
EI: Hello! Who might you be?
GC: Could a fella bother you real quiCCk?
GC: Arduins mah name.
GC: Sorry to poke you outta the blue but ahve seen your tag floating around. Your mediCCal trained right?
EI: That’s right. What can I do for you?
GC: Lets say hypothetiCCal like. That ahve impaled mahself with somethin.
GC: Mah upper leg. HypothetiCCally.
EI: Would this hypothetical injury have been by something nice and sharp and clean, or something a bit more complicated, and also have you got a tourniquet on.
GC: Lets say hypothetiCCally that it was a tree limb sort of implement.
GC: Tourniquet pendin.
Yeah good idea. You decaptcha a spare pair of underoos and repurpose the elastic band. Just above the stick, tied tight. Ought to be good enough.
EI: Oh-kay. Tourniquet is important. Make that happen if at all possible. Is there anyone around you can ask for help, or is this a don’t let people know I’m here deal?
EI: DO NOT PULL IT OUT
Yikes. Awright then. Good thing you waited.
EI: At least until you can get the tourniquet on and pulled tight.
GC: 10-4 On the not pullin doCC. StiCCk remains unpulled.
GC: Its a. In the middle of the woods deal.
GC: Been a minute sinCCe ah seen any buildins.
EI: You don’t have any friends in the area, I’m guessing.
The last hive you saw had to be that cluckbeast trolls place. That was days ago though. Just trees and trees since then.
GC: Got the suCCker tied up good.
EI: There anyone at all you can call for help? If not, do you have a solid set of coordinates for your current location?
GC: ACCCCordin to mah palmhusk APS ah should be in the middle of the oCCean aCCtually. Things been aCCtin up for a bit. Its new.
GC: Fun times.
EI: Sounds like it.
GC: Ahm pretty well pailed. Ah know it.
EI: Nah, you can make it.
EI: Tourniquet, first thing, tight, and then take the back off your palmhusk and find the APS node, it’s gonna be glowing green.
EI: If you pull it out of its little socket your palmhusk is gonna most likely automatically ping on the emergency frequency.
GC: Awright. Tied tight.
GC: Lookin at teCChno whatsits.
The palmhusk is relatively new. You havent explored it much yet and it takes a smack to a rock to dislodge the back.
GC: Thought these things were supposed to be CConvenient.
GC: This explains a CCouple things.
EI: That’s the way of tech, it’s great until you hit a crisis.
GC: Light isnt on.
GC: Hrm.
GC: So. Ah pretty muCCh need to find somebody.
GC: An hope they dont skin me.
EI: Shit. Okay, one other thing you can try.
GC: Still no pullin the stiCCk right?
EI: No pulling. Yet.
EI: Last thing you can try is letting me know exactly all the coordinates your husk is currently showing, and I can try to hop on over there and sort you out.
When you fit your palmhusk back together and turn it over to look, the screen is black. Argh. Convenient technology your ass.
Yeah. Idiot sums it up.
Awright. Your Mam ran off but she’ll be back. You’re not exactly worried about that bit.
You’re far more concerned with the big ole spear of tree limb sticking in your leg, where it aint got no business sticking from.
The best time for this to happen to you would be when you’re in the middle of nowhere. (You’re always in the middle of nowhere.)
Ha. Fun times.
TAKE THEM!!! TAKE THEM ALL!!!
(sorry if you didnt make it in hhhh!!)
BONUS:
Looky Eggy drew arduin ahhhhhh~
It’s not like there’s a loadgaper out here. Who’s gonna see? Nobody. Not a troll in sight. Just you draining it and mom rooting around a few trees away. Bodily needs taken care of. Now to look at this darn map again.
For all that a palmhusk is handy to have its sure not helping you find this outpost. According to this you should have at least hit the coast by now.
“C'mon Momma.” A quick heft and climb has you back in the saddle. “Gotta be around here somewhere.”
couldnt for the life of me decide what to have maalos wearing XD I just…prefer him…naked?…and the shirt wasnt working. have a maalos and arduin.
[[an attempt at figuring out both of their heights relative to each other and body shape ect. maals was perfect arduins came out funky. and some more horn refs for arduin]]
[[thi sis me figuring out exactly what his horns do. the very ends of them are jagged and splintery but his heads always pumping out more so hes okay XD im really loving him damn. i really need to do a full frontal to so i now exactly where they obscure his face. if they get in the way of his eyes and such.]]
((wow it would hurt to get those horns jarred. That does not look like a comfortable location. Actually his trolltag sounds uncomfortable too.))
((Yeesh, I hadn’t even though of that. Mebbe as a lowblood he doesn’t have access to good horn care materials? Also, I’m curious as to what his lusus is OuO
Man the pic with his outfit testing is pretty cool too))
His lusus is a giant boar that he rides (or a sow technically since its female) actually the damage is pretty much cosmetic and doesnt hurt. its safely far away from his horn core. its just a genetic trait (of his) to have difficult as hell horns. Hes sanded them on rare occasion but that tends to make it worse
((I was more referring to where the horns are located. the back of the head doesn’t seem like an ideal location. They do make for an interesting aesthetic, though.
Also dangit, I had an idea for a wild boar lusus troll. But the lusus wasn’t a real important thing. in fact, maybe I’ll still do the boar lusus.))
((OH. oh i gotcha. yeah that is an awkward spot for them to come out XD yeah i love the way they look though. ))