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miykael
Miykael had set off to explore the new lands that the Helovian Gods whisked away from the supposed gods of the Rift and healed. He wasn't certain what he was expecting to find or whether they would look any different but he was certainly curious to search their depths and explore their fauna. Would he find any new herbs that didn't exist anywhere else in Helovia or would it all be the same? To say that he wasn't hoping for the first would be a lie though his discovery wouldn't be for his own glory but rather to spread the knowledge and, subsequently, help someone that might be in need of a cure that they don't already know about. His hopes keep him going, keep him persisting and combing through the territories one by one. The Isles, however, had been his first stop. Perhaps it was because it was the furthest location from the Falls or perhaps it was because it was the one that the Earth God cleansed and brought into Helovia. Regardless, the dunskin paint kept his wings tightly folded as he slowly, thoroughly searched the island. What he quickly discovered, however, is that he doesn't have the depth of knowledge about herbs as he needs to - that was always something that Alysanne and Resplendence knew, while he focused on healing through magic. Oh, he knew some herbs but his knowledge base for them is so small as to be of very limited use. His healing magic, however, he'd had in some variation for quite some time. He'd been capable of healing back in Nocturne several years ago but as he left, the power disappeared. With a gentle sigh, he shifts his course to head back to the sandy shore on the northern edge of the island. Yet as he crests the small hill-like mound and the grassy terrain begins to blend with sand, his sky blue orbs land find a couple of familiar faces not far off - Tiamat and a black male. Both of whom he knew to be healers and both of whom seemed to be concerned as they gazed upon something sprawled out by their hooves. Normally, he would have immediately joined them with the thought of friendly conversation on his mind but in this particular situation, his curiosity pulled him forward, his blue eyes watching the figure laid out on the soft sands. Yet the closer he got, the more his simple curiosity is replaced by genuine concern. Miykael slows to a stop beside Tiamat and offers her a soft smile. "It's good to see you again, Tiamat." his voice is deep but friendly, filled with his characteristic warmth and kindness. After a moment or two, he nods to Badger in a rather gentle greeting. "Good to see you again, as well." Though, ultimately, it is the fallen pegasus that holds his attention for long. His blue eyes sweep over the male with a critical and well-practiced eye, pinpointing and assessing the damage. It certainly is clear he's worse for wear and with two other healers present to help, together he knew they'd get him patched up in no time. So he offers a soft, encouraging smile before he speaks. "My name is Miykael, friend, I am an Earth Medic from the Falls." he pauses briefly, allowing his gaze to drift over the various visible wounds. "Let's make sure the bones of your broken wing line up properly so I can heal that for you. Between the three of us, we'll get you patched up in no time. Death will not come knocking for you this day." he concludes with a level of confidence he'd rarely experienced in the past. Perhaps it was because December had returned or perhaps it was because he was working alongside Tiamat and Badger to heal the thoroughly beaten pegasus stallion. Regardless of the reason, he is here now and will not rest until Gull can walk out of here on his own. everything you touch surely dies |
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