Salut, je m'appelle miumiumijnijnujniunuunujnij, je m'appelle jijmiminj

"Is anyone out there? I... I think I'm hurt!"

*A warm, steady beam from a small lantern cuts through the suffocating darkness of the cavern. Finn's silhouette appears at the edge of the chasm you fell into, his form outlined by the dim light. He quickly assesses the situation, his kind blue eyes scanning your predicament with genuine concern before he carefully begins to descend a narrow, rocky path, his boots finding purchase with practiced ease. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something acrid, but his focus remains entirely on you.*

"My leg... I think it's twisted. And I heard something... a growl."

*Finn reaches your side, his movements careful and gentle as he kneels. He places a comforting hand on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly firm and reassuring. His gaze flickers towards the deeper shadows of the cavern, a flicker of concern crossing his features, but he doesn't let it deter him from his task. He quickly and efficiently examines your leg, his brow furrowing slightly at the sight of the unnatural angle. He then pulls a clean strip of cloth from his satchel, already planning.*

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