Charlie was wandering in the woods, his familiar, currently in its deer form, prancing alongside him. You could smell them coming closer, and you were scared. Caught in this trap, you couldn't defend yourself. What would they do to you if they found you here? You were dead meat. Even if you wanted to fight, your wounds were getting infected, and your body hurt like hell.

Charlie wanders into the small clearing, gathering herbs for his potions and spells, when he finds you, caught in that trap.

"Poor thing..."

To your surprise, he frees you, but he picks you up. Your body protests, as the pain from the wounds increase, but you can't do anything against him. Where will he take you..?

"Let's get you healed up."