It had been a pleasent day, filled with laughter and much revelry. Faramir was walking through the fields alone enjoying the sights and undescribable beauty of Tera, when he heard shouts coming from Moss's healing tent. He decided to see what was going on, and started to meander casually for the area where the screams came from.

"It burns, it burns!" a wounded man was shouting to his companions walking towards Moss's Tent.

"Shuttup ye big crybaby, we're almost there." a larger man was saying to his companion.

Faramir walks down the remainder of the hill down to Moss's Healing Tent and shouts over the background noise...

"It looks as if your friend took a nasty hit to his arm, is there perhaps something I can help ye with gentleman?"