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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the savior

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Conavin let out a chuckle, then swore when the man rushed them again. Vincent scrambled to it's paws and attacked the man, snapping and growling. Brueric ran over to Raavi, sidestepping the bear traps. "How do you disarm a bear trap?" he asked, looking over at the man, who was still distracted by Vincent.

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Happy, Relieved, Yet Still a Little Mad./ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi seemed to stay calm, despite the situation. "See the two little bolts on the sides?" she asked, putting her knives away and getting out her bow. If the man approached them again, she would be able to fend him off. "All you have to do is pull those two screws out, and it will fall apart. Or, you can try to pry it open with your hands." Raavi couldn't help smirking, a funny look on her face. "But," she trailed, "I don't want to be...overbearing!"

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the savior

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"Beary funny!" Conavin said as he tried to pry open the bear trap. "Wait, just how long has it- Uh, you might want to shoot him right about now!" Vincent was nowhere in sight, and the man was charging straight at them. Brueric stood up and conjured a sword, "I'll try to give you a clear," he trailed off, looking over at the man who had stepped into one of his own bear traps. Brueric turned back to Raavi and began to pull out the screws, doing his best not to laugh. "That must be embearassing for him."

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Happy, Relieved, Yet Still a Little Mad./ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi stifled some laughter as Conavin began to make puns, soon snorting from holding it in too long. "Stop trying to pry into my decisions, Conavin!" she chortled, drawing her bow back quickly and firing at the enemy. "If you keep this up, I'm going to have to snap at you!" Raavi laughed. Truth be told, the bear trap was hurting more by the second, but Conavin and her were having so much fun, she almost wanted to just ignore it.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the savior

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"I'm unbearable!" Conavin smiled when Raavi laughed, somehow it always made him happy. He glared at the screw that was refusing to come out. "I almost have it, bear with me." As he spoke the screw that he had been struggling with popped out, making the bear trap releasing it's hold on Kinair. "Are you alright?" he asked, all humor fading away.

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Happy, Relieved./ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi raised her foot in the air, a little wobbly after the bear trap had been removed. Her ankle was still bleeding pretty badly, not to mention that the wound did hurt more that she would like to admit. "I've been through much worse." she admitted, hoping that her words would calm Conavin. "I'll just be favoring my other foot for about a week or so, but then I should be fine." Raavi assured, taking her left, non-injured foot and setting it on the ground stably. "What about Vincent? Did your spell wear off?" She looked around for the dog, wondering how long the spell really lasted.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
19 years old
Location: Riften
With: Raavi the savior

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Conavin frowned, not comforted by Raavi's words. He stood up, staying by her side in case she needed help. "Yeah, either that or someone dispelled it, but it didn't seem to end abruptly." he said, looking around the room for anyone hiding. "Come on, we can't be far from the exit." he said, eager to get Kinair to a doctor. "I wonder why that man chose to fight bear chested."

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Happy, Relieved, Yet Still a Little Mad./ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi laughed at Conavin's little pun, ignoring her foot throbbing. "And with his bare hands, at that!" she chuckled, grinning. Before leaving, Kinair bent down to check the dead mans belongings, seeing if he had anything of use. "Huh. Look at this!" Raavi took of the mans fur gauntlets and offered them to Conavin, so he could see them as well. "I think their enchanted. It seems like it supposed to help you with hand-to-hand combat." Kinair felt the fabric on the armor, "Maybe you would like to wear these? Since you do conjuration, these gauntlets could help you if you're at a last resort. I don't know, it's just a thought." she said.

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Conavin Brueric
Male Breton
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Location: Riften
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Conavin accepted the gloves and put them on. "Yeah, these could be helpful. You ready?" he asked, worried about Raavi's leg. He normally didn't care about others, but he told himself he was concerned because Kinair had saved him. "Do you have another health potion?" He frowned as soon as he asked. "You obviously don't or else you would've used it. Why did I ask?" He shook his head, trying to sort out his feelings.

[Captain Plucky]

Raavi Kinair/ Khajiit/ Nightingale/ Mood: Happy, Relieved./ Female/ 22/ Tags; Conavin

Raavi dug around in her pockets, just to see if she had anything. "Ummm..." she rummaged through them more, trying to find something of use. All she could retrieve was a Potion of Ultimate Healing. This was a very expensive, well-working potion that Kinair had bought to be something for a last resort. "Call me insane, but I don't feel comfortable wasting such a good potion on a measly little ankle wound... Raavi said awkwardly, clenching her teeth in hopes that it would help the hurting dissipate.