Elvina glared, but did so. Midona laughed.

"My turn!" she giggled, and floated -yes, floated, as she saw no reason to walk on the groung when she could hover above it- over to the two fey.

She concentrated hard, and the blood flow from Orin's wounds stopped, although they did not close.

She looked around at the shocked faces, "Healer. Trainee one, at least. Demons, Angels, Fey, Wizards -true wizards, not the human ones such as Sammy and Lupus-, Shadow beings and Spirits all can if they know how. Gods barely even have to try. I'm suprised Elvina couldn't heal him herself."

Elvina blushed slightly at that, "I never learnt how. I've been solitary all my life. Until I met Orin, I've never needed to look out for anyone else."

Anna quickly took out several rolls of bandages, which she swiftly and efficiently wrapped tightly - but not too tightly - around the wounds.

"We don't want 'em gettin' bad, now." She smiled reasuringly at the fey. "There we go, all better now, roight?"

Elvina glared at Anna, and opened her mouth to say something- something most probably derogatory and snippy- but Orin silenced her with a shake of his head. He might not have been as powerful as the other fearie, but she clearly respected him.

"Elvina, please. The halfling and her mortals have been nothing but kind to us."

Midona recalled how she had seen the angels drag Orin away earlier, but had skimply kept walking. She looked at the ground, somewhat ashamed.

Anna grinned reasuringly at Midona, before turning back to the fey and smiling toothily to keep the peace.

"Now, here." She tied another, softer layer of cloth around the fey's bandaged arm. "That'll stop it rubbin' against yez skin an' 'urtin', roight."

She looked sadly at the fey and reasuringly touched his shoulder to not only comfort, but check for further wounds.

"What did this to yez, lad?"

Orin flinched away, not yet entirely trusting of Anna.

"Angels. A group of them. I don't know why they're here. They usually leave us fey alone, and I can't think why they would have a grudge against me. Besides...this area's supposed to neutral, regardless of alignment, court or personal conflicts, we do not fight on this ground, not in her teritory."

"Her?" Midona asked, although she suspected she knew.

"Elissa. Although...I heard rumours...that she was dead?" Elvina turned to Orin, looking for awnsers. He shrugged.

"It would apear that way, which is probably why they..." Orin shuddered at the memory, at what they had done. If the mortal saw the full extent of his injuries, what would she say, what would she think? Would she pity him? Orin didn't want that, esspecially not from a few mortals and a still-inexperienced halfling.

((Halfling= Hybrid, in Midona's case demon/fey.))