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01-23-2017, 02:45 PM
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,eivom kcochctiH a fo dne eht m'I gnivieced tol a dna krad elttil A Although Tae did not know that Tyrath was her nephew, her gaze nevertheless followed him as his body was unceremoniously battered by the bone monster. She watched, waiting to see if he'd get up, unable to deduce the extent of his injuries. Her Father had been a warrior and so despite the fact that she was not, she knew better than to run into the midst of battle to aid someone who may or may not need her help. Healer! Well. That settled that. Tae leapt forward, Mal and Hel following her quickly. The wolf and hellhound formed a protective circle around her as she kneeled by @Tyrath, wings spreading defensively across his pale body. Despite her rank, Tae had never actually healed anyone before. "Hush now." She said, her voice demanding and confident even as her body began to wisp away, making her look like a ghost kneeling at his side. Her white eyes took in the deep wounds created by the bone monster's talons, and she couldn't help the small smile that slithered onto her mouth. The creature really was quite impressive. Muttering under her breath, words in another language perhaps, Tae closed her eyes. She allowed her magic to seep into her nephew, finding the places where she was capable of mending, and knitting him back together. She focused on first easing his pain, and then seeing what she could do about ensuring that his wounds would not be infected or cause permanent disability. |
