[Fortunately, yes, the locals are friendly. Also fortunately, he's quick to get noticed by a large dog-sized white bird that raises high hell once it spots him. Enjoy the insistent rattling there, Ghaleon. That brings the whole flock over- none of them larger than a small horse, at least. They also don't seem interested in attacking him, fortunately.]
[A sharp whistle and a click of someone's tongue has a good deal of them quieting, and then Zulf is pushing past the crowd of feathers.]
You all need to calm do- ah!
[HELLO SIR, YOU APPEAR TO BE BLEEDING]
[HEAVILY]
[There's a slight jerk response and a step backwards before Zulf takes in a deep shaky breath. He hurries forward, leaning down to try and help Ghaleon up.]
How badly are you injured? [He won't bother asking 'are you alright' since he obviously isn't.]
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[A sharp whistle and a click of someone's tongue has a good deal of them quieting, and then Zulf is pushing past the crowd of feathers.]
You all need to calm do- ah!
[HELLO SIR, YOU APPEAR TO BE BLEEDING]
[HEAVILY]
[There's a slight jerk response and a step backwards before Zulf takes in a deep shaky breath. He hurries forward, leaning down to try and help Ghaleon up.]
How badly are you injured? [He won't bother asking 'are you alright' since he obviously isn't.]