well that just dills my pickle [MEETING]

Álarr insisted on tending to Jynn's wounds first and when he was done she insisted on going her own way. He couldn't blame her and bid farewell to the wandering spirit before cleaning up his own wounds and doing it properly. Brynhildr helped him flush the wound with his home made saline. While she did that Afi created a poultice of herbs and moss to help step the bleeding as well as infection. Once that was done the wounds were expertly bandaged with deer hide strips and Álarr drank a little willow bark tea to help with his pain. He settled down and rested for awhile until his brother called a meeting together. Álarr got to his feet and headed out for the call, knowing full well his encounter with Sirius was likely to be brought up at the meeting. He nodded to Tyrian as he arrived and then settled down on his side, eyeing the barrel of whiskey.