I've had better days

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[T'arren lifts a hand to pinch the tip of one finger between his teeth, pulling the leather glove off his hand. Shaky fingers press the small device in one ear to send a light almost overly cheery message tone to the Miqo'te on the other end. He draws a ragged breath, swallowing down the coppery taste on his tongue in hopes his voice won't betray how bad off he is this time. That primal blindsided him, but he and his impromptu group of adventurers managed.... barely. He was paying for it. Adrenalin wearing off leaving him shaky and lethargic. He hadn't thought it was so bad til the pain set in after the healer was gone. At some point his knees gave out. He wasn't sure if it were some sort of poison or simply the damage catching up over time. Either way he needed help, and fast. ]

S'rahz can you maybe come out to ... [ A pause, staring up at the slowly darkening sky trying to remember where in Eorzea he was. He rattled off the closest aetherite and some general coordinates of where he'd collapsed. In the tall grass he was worried no one would spot him.

A swallow. ]

I uh... I really need your help.