achilleio asked: "I'll carry you, hold still or it'll hurt more." [hi just gonna do this for now ok]

true-baratheon-king-deactivated:

     _{“For the millionth time- I’m fine-” Renly grunted in annoyance, attempting to push the other away as he propped himself up on one elbow, blood staining his tunic. “It’s just a small cut-“}

Achilles did not quite let Renly push him away though he did relinquish his grip on the other man. A frown painted his lips, his hands still tentatively touching the other and he made a face at the words.

      ‘Your Grace, you know as well as I that it is a particularly large cut, if it can be called a cut at all,’ he chided. Renly Baratheon was a good a fighter as any, Achilles thought, but a little reckless, a little excitable–then again it was something he greatly admired about the man.

     'Just let me help you, or, at least, find somebody else who can, I shan’t the loss of a King’s life on my shoulders.’

Open RP||Hunting Trip

sillykili:

“Yes, I’m a dwarf,” Kili said, leading the man towards the settlement. His stiffened a bit at the mention of elves. “I would be careful of mentioning elves so close to my uncle’s settlment. He hates them,” he advised 

He led the other closer to the settlement. “There used to be many of us,” he said softly. “Now, there are not so many, but still a lot of mouths to feed. Especially when you are getting acquainted with a new bow.”

Achilles almost chuckled, the man was particularly small, yes, but not as small as some strange men he’d seen. While he had little opinion on the different creatures he had met he was not surprised that somebody hated Elves, from what he had seen they were rather snobbish. He smiled as they went, still dragging the poor, dead deer along.

     ‘Why is that duty on your shoulder then, are you the best hunter of your settlement?’ he asked. He knew about the dwarves, the stories anyway. 'It would seem a shame for the poor animal to go to waste anyway, where I come from every part of an animal is used to avoid that, we respect them.’