Almost exhausted, Turrold looks to Kain and begins to try to staunch the bleeding...

"Caellan! Yer needed 'ere lad!"

<after the young priest arrives to tend to Kain>

"I'm fer doin' a quick look at yon woods, in case o' other trouble." Gesturing to one of the mercenaries..."Git yer crossbow an come wi' me"

OOC:
After all, it's still Turrold's guard shift.

Divvy the treasure as you like. Let me know what I end up with.
Ottar"Reputation is what others think they know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself"