Leave her.

“I'm sorry Doctor White, I don't know how to help you. I'm, I'm going to head south. If I find someone who can help you, I'll send them for you.” Ash told the delirious woman.

Heading down the coastline, she trekked along the trails that would dip inland, and back out to small beaches. She traveled for the better part of two hours before stumbling upon a village. The people were dressed in drab clothing, and the buildings were made of wood, with thatched roofs. The primitive fishing village seemed peaceful however, and that was a small blessing.

Brazenly the young half-elf walked to the edge of the village, and up to one of the fisherman. “Hello, I could use your help.” She told him.

The dark complected man looked her over for a moment, some concern in his eyes. “What do you need?” He asked, wearily.

“A woman is hurt, only two hours north. She's ill. She needs a healer, or medicine to help her.” Ashley replied, hopefully.

“We have no healers dear. Don't your kind take care of you?” He asked.

“My kind?” Ash replied perplexed. “Our ship. It was smashed in the storm last night. We were lucky to make it to shore alive.” She explained.

“Ah.” He nodded sagely. “Survivors. Yes, your kind come now and then. Lost to our storms, cast upon our shores. Many of you join the Crimson Legion, some move on, some stay. Bring your friend here. We will make her comfortable.” The older man smiled kindly.

“She can't walk well, perhaps someone could help me?” She smiled, biting her lip.

“Well, perhaps my son can.” He said after a moment of hesitation.

Calling out to a young man who bore striking resemblance to him, he asked him to help Ashley. The two began their trek back up the trail, she made her way back to where she had left the injured woman. The busty woman could tell, the young man was watching her round ass, as she walked.

They found Doctor White ****, still leaning against the boat where she had left her. The man stared appreciatively at the busty blonde, though he tried to hide it. Ash smirked amused by his attraction to the helpless doctor. Using some cold water to get the blonde to wake up, they helped her to her feet, and began making their way back to the village. The trek was tedious, and long, as the three moved slowly toward the village.

The older man greeted them, when they reached the village. “My wife will care for her while my son and I are fishing.” He said, as they took the feverish woman inside a simple hut, and lay her on a bed of straw. “Your only hope is the witch. She lives to the east. She practices alchemy, and, magic.” He said concerned for her safety.

Ashley's eyes widened at the idea of crossing paths with a full blown witch who knew how to use magic. She had a sort of magic, but she was new to this. What if the witch was to powerful, what if the witch attacked her. Ashley swallowed hard, considering her options.