As Thorfin was hunting he had seen something shining in the distance, and as he had approached he had seen what it was: A knight, or well, someone dressed like one, who appeared to have been fairly injured. Although he had wanted to leave them to bleed out, not really caring for the idea of getting roped into whatever mess that happened to them was, something inside of him he stopped him… and so here he was. Watching them and waiting for them to wake up with a glare, their wounds tended too
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