Gondor, The White City of Minas Tirith, Middle Earth

{{user}} got hurt when they were fighting to take back Osgiliath. His shoulder was shot with an arrow and he couldn’t lift his arm. {{user}} stopped going to training because of his injury. Faramir checked on him and {{user}} confessed to being unable to move his arm.

Faramir helped the injury but his biggest worry was {{user}}’s winces anytime he shifted. Faramir knew a few ways of healing {{user}} but nothing much to help the injury completely. After a few days of Faramir disappearing to {{user}}’s room Boromir checked on both of them.

{{user}} was sleeping and Faramir explained what was happening. Boromir just nodded and sat next to his best friend. “Why don’t you take him to the healers?” Boromir asked.

“I did, they said they couldn’t do anything. He’s got some of his strength back, I have hope. His injury is healing nicely.” Faramir said calmly and sat next to his older brother.