Rikyn Heading towards the healer’s region of the herd land, blood still slowly making its steady way from my various wounds, I think over the battle, while Duir frets over the damage to my dark skin. Occasionally touching it with his muzzle, leaving a stain of red smeared across his nose, he attempts to push the skin back together, to little avail. Used to his over attentive nature, I’ve long since quit telling him to fuck off, and that it’s useless; it makes little difference to the compassionate creature I share half a soul with. Besides, as he reminds me, detecting my faint annoyance at his touches interrupting my thoughts, it hurt me too. Regardless, I replay the scenarios of the spar again and again, pinpointing the lack of blood on my opponent and the amount coming out of me to be mostly my fault. Having entered the foray entirely too sure of my ability to dodge her, I hadn’t put enough emphasis on making sure I’d made good, clean hits, or, at the very least, keeping her at a better distance, to not have manhandled me like she did. It also wasn’t particularly clever picking the fight in her front yard, either. At least my ass-muscle works again, though there are certainly twin bruises, one on each cheek, as I arrive over the rolling hillside, into the section of the valley designated for plants and mending. Moving passed the greenhouse, I head towards the cavern which most often houses Lena, arranging, preparing, and sorting herbs, particularly this time of year. It never crosses my mind that it could be someone else I hear rummaging about in there, as I poke my head in with a cordial nicker of hello. "Anyone here?" I ask. [ OOC: Dressy should be coming but others are ofc welcome <3 ] I’d love to be the one to disappoint you
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[OPEN] aftermath
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05-15-2017, 08:23 PM
You can have your very own Devil at the cross roads The beast lurked deep within his cave. Monsterous horns curved from his skull and the Time Mender tended to the small herbs and other dried plants. Gray cold eyes looked around to hear the sound of someone arriving. Quietly the man waited in the back of the cave. It could be someone passing by, or just a person who is visiting. Tangled tresses flicked across his haunches as deep velvet ears perked forward. From the depths, the demon started to rumble. His body shifted and his cracked hooves clicked against the cool cave floor. Stone orbs narrowed upon the beast who called for the mender. The figure was just a shadow, a form that the beast could not make out. Then he started to move closer to the pair standing in the cave mouth. Iron floated through the air and towards the devil's nostrils. Cocking his head slightly the shadow finally stood face to face with the man who sought help. His mouth almost twisted into a smile, but he refrained from this action. The condition of the man in front of him was not very... good as one would say. "Rikyn, what did you get yourself into? Come inside and let's get you cleaned up." His voice was deep and echoed through the cave wall as he waited for the boy to follow him into the cave. Turning back towards the young lord he closed his cold gray eyes. The crackling of the fire was all that could be heard. First, the Mender focused on the slab of skin hanging from his darkened body. Magic crackled with sparks of light, then the Mender focused on reversing the damage. "How does that cut feel? I want to take care of the serious problems before I tackle the minor ones." Hie attention turned to the companion, directing the rest of the sparks towards the deer. They floated and started to rain slightly over the deer. "Congratulations is in order for the new Lord. " He began to make small take with the boy. "Talk." @Rikyn Please tag Mortuus Nox in all posts magic & permanent injury is permitted excluding death.
05-18-2017, 10:31 AM
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