Re: Kidnapped
"Bravely done. Put those fires out. We don't want to make enemies of the Anthros whose lands we are in, a forest fire would do that."
She points to every second soldier, the sword armed ones, even as she kneels to help with first aid to the wounded man.
"Grab a burning brand and hold a tight, if it dies find another branch and light that. The fire will hold off wild creatures and our arrows will take care of the rest."
She turns her attention to the wounded men.
"We'll have you patched up in no time, Finn, Cort. It's but a scratch." She says this even if it's not a scratch, by way of comfort.
Zenobia ruffles Finn's hair, grinning, and gives him a sip of water from her waterskin. She's known Finn since forever and her care for him is obvious. Cort is older than she is, almost like a big brother in some respects, so she doesn't ruffle his hair and grin, but treats him with more deference. This is Zenobia's war band, it's not like an army, it's more like a travelling family with swords and armor.
"Well Cort, this could be a wild goose chase we're on. I think the only way we're going to find this little girl is if we can attract the attention of the Anthros. If you can walk a while longer, we'll set to singing as we walk with fire to hand. With luck we'll meet the natives and find this little girl before it's too late."