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The God of the Sun dipped his chin as well in a respectful nod to Lena. Though tempestuous and brusque, the fiery god was not unkind to those who were loyal to him, and he made sure to reward those who worked by the weight of their own hooves and brought honor to their name. Respect was given if received, always. Lena was not only respectful, but she was humble and her humility glowed from within like a beacon to all the hopeless wretches on this world. She came asking for the power to heal, but little did she know that her character could already mend the wounds of the soul. Though he had a preference for violence, such selfless and honorable adherence to the benefit of others had to be admired. If he were being honest, the Sun thought she would better make a beautiful and dangerous weapon with fire, but he had dreams.
As she answered his question, he held her unyielding gaze with his own golden orbs. He was surprised at how deeply the brown eyes bored into his soul, though he sustained a rather pleasantly stony expression. The God found it interesting that she used to heal what he yearned to create: pain, adversity and chaos. Unlike his Time-mending brother, he wanted these things out of a deep and resounding passion. Fire was never analytical and calm; it was violent, raging and consuming.
Lena held this same passion, and he could not help but bless her and her efforts in full. "Interesting that you choose to heal from the muse of the other side of this magical knife. One edge of light and the other of fire. Clever, actually. Few are born with this natural intuition of the woven ways of the elements," he commented, the words themselves a compliment. "You shall have what you asked for, Lena. I am impressed."
The same light that formed to bring his figure into the realm of reality began to dance between their bodies, bouncing with a bubbling vibrancy. It finally leaped into Lena's chest, right into her heart and washed her entire body in warmth. A golden color, similar to his own radiance, glowed along her form before fading softly to her normal auburn. The light amplified her muse and gave the gentle tones of her voice power, and the god smiled. "You are welcome to return when I am needed."
[[OOC: Congrats!
:: [Magic: Light | Able to heal wounds and ailments through songs and hums]
:: [ Restrictions | Can heal minor wounds during battle, but will use up some of his concentration]
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music with her silver sound [quest return - Sun God]
