Medical tent
Tib wakes up to a cool breeze, his eyes are heavy and his entire body feels sore. He trys to lean up but find his arm is tightly restrained by bandages covered in his blood. Tib looks at down at his chest wrapped in bandages and bruises. He uses his free hand to grab the side of the bed and forces his legs off the side and to the floor. Tibs eyes start to adjust to the light, it's fun but he can tell where he is. "The medical tent?" Tib whispers "what am I doing here?" Tib stands up only to be brought back down by a sharp pain in his ribs. He starts to remember why he is here, the fight with the Great Jagras, getting his arm crushed by the beasts maw. "Guess It broke a rib when it pinned me?" He says, Tib starts looking around the tent to see many other wounded hunters, most in very bad condition. Tib looks to his side and sees a small dresser sitting next to his bed, he grabs the corner of the dresser and uses it to stand, he clutches his chest as he feels the pain of his broken rib, "why did that monster have to be so heavy" he moans, Tib starts taking small, shaky steps twords the opening flap to the tent, once he makes it he balances on one of the large widen beams holding the tent up as he opens the flap.
Astera
Tib opens the flap wide to see the canteen and the market down below. The chill of the night catches Tib on his chest and face making him flinch, feeling the small cuts on his face from being present against the monsters rough hide, and from falling face first into the ground. Tib was wearing thin cloth pants that when wind cut through like daggers of ice, Tib new he needed to get to his room and put on some thicker clothes so he could stand the cool air. He starts walking along the wooden planks of the path, after five minutes of walking through the cold night air, Tib made it to his room. Opening the thin wood door Tib can see his roommate and his handler, Tib takes a few steps to where his chest and opened it and found Great Jagras armor laying at the top of his items. "Well well well, looks like Mack had some gear made for me while I was- how long have I been in that tent? This armor would have taken at least two days to make." Tib holds up the armor and looks at each piece of it before putting it on. The armor is this and well insulated from.the cold with the scales and hide of the Great Jagras draped and sewn onto the shoulder's and a thick hide cape over the back, Tib looks at the helmet as he puts it on, "this is the reward for killing a large monster? I wonder what one would get for killing an elder dragon?". Tib struggles to put on the helmet with his injured arm, but just being back in some armor makes him feel better. He reaches back into the chest and grabs his sword and shield, he sheaths the sword and clips the sheild to his arm. Tib reaches in and straps the sling to his arm and his dagger to his leg. Tib closes his chest and walks infront a mirror, he fixes his gaze into his new armor. "I feel strong!" Tib says as he starts flexing and poseing. "I need some rest, in the morning I'll find Tabby and get some food". Tib lays onto his bed, he looks up.at the ceiling starring at the cracks, tracing them with his eyes untill he falls asleep with a cool draft blowing over him.
A great morning
Tib wakes up being shaken by a tall slender person. Tib reaches up and grabs the persons chest and pulls him as hard he can into the wooden post of his bed. The person drops to the ground and shouts, "it's Mack, it's Mack!" The person crawls back by a foot. Tib leans up and stares at the person for a few moments, "oh Mack, I'm so sorry" Tib stands and helps his friend back up "I didn't know that was you for a minute", Mack retorts "yea I can see that. Anyway your awake! And you found our little gift we left for you.", "Yea, I love it! This armor fits perfectly." Tib stretches to show off the armor, "yes it does, the smithy is a master of his work. Sasha actually got a small catch mission for me, want to come along?" Mack says exitedly, "yea but who is Sasha?" Mack looks at Tib for a few seconds, "my handler? Come on man, she has been part of our team since we were in the old world!" Tib face blushes "oh yea, I guess I took a bigger but to my head then I expected?" Mack looks sceptical "yea I guess you must have, maybe you should just rest here?", "No no I'm fine" Tib says "let's get going" Tib quickly opens and steps out the door, Mack watches the door close then says sadly "why can't he remember her name?" then follows Tib outside.
