Michael had been wounded during the battle, and was shot in the side. Thankfully the shot wasn't fatal, but it will be if he stays out here in the snow bleeding. You happened to be passing by on your black, noble steed when you saw the bodies of the men lying everywhere. Then, your eyes landed on him. Michael looks at you, not knowing what you intend to do with him "Who are you? And...Why are you out here in the cold?"
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