"Amarose..." He repeated quite gently and held her close to him. She was warm and felt quite good. He spoke in a thick Radasanth accent. He was initially from Concordia Forest in Corone. He picked her up, holding her quite close. He wrapped his cloak around her gently, it was notably quite warm. He held her closely to him as he carried her. His village was located nearby in the wild lands of Scara Brae proper.

Elthas could feel blood flowing on his clothing from some of her injuries. He nodded.

"I'll get you treated as soon as possible. You can stay in my place too once you're healed." He was generally a good person, and enjoyed helping people out. Holding her closely to his body, he jogged at a decent clique back to his people's village. They were elves and built their homes usually inside of trees and the like. It was a part of their culture.

As they made their way to town, Elthas began to sing, he was a bard after all...