Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"oh no you dont, your leg is broken"
Theren waves off his concern
Galax pokes him in the broken leg
Theren yells in pain. "OW!"
"sorry, take the health potion"
"I'll be fine Galax!"
galax pokes him again "no you wont, take the health potion"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
"what happend?" galax smiles inocently
Theren sneezes in response.
galax casts lesser restoratoin on him, targeting the sickness, before doing it again to stop infection
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
"what happend?" galax smiles inocently
Theren sneezes in response.
galax casts lesser restoratoin on him, targeting the sickness, before doing it again to stop infection
Theren sighs before removing the splint and walking downstairs.
Jackson was by the graveyard. He wore his white button-up shirt, pale violet vest, grey trousers, and black enforced boots. he wore a thin dark purple cloak with golden edging. He stared at the graves across the field.
Adder was sitting inside, he was humming "Lover-boy" by queen while writing letters to some people, the names and words however were in infernal.
Victor was in the library, the gramophone beside him playing orchestra music while he worked on a dead body of a dog. he was taking samples of its cellular tissue while comparing it to his own.
Theren is in his room fighting off a cold and sneezing.
Alric is sleeping.
Ares is roaming the woods.
Victor, hearing the sneezing, sets down his book and breakfast and knocks on the door. 'you alright in there?"
"I'm fine!" Theren calls back
He sighs "your sneezing and that usually relates to a cold, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Victor walks in. "Sorry to intrude on your sneezing fit but when I see someone sick I must simply help" he smiles
Theren lowers his book and stares at the doctor. He is still wearing his bloody shirt.
"You might want to get rid of that shirt, blood can be a breeding ground for parasites that feasts on it"
Theren gets out of bed to reveal a splint made of wood and rope. He grabs a new shirt
Victor pulls out a number of vials, a syringe, pills in a plastic/foil casing, and a few other tools
Theren changes his shirt revealing some old scars and on his right arm a tattoo of flames that extends from his shoulder to about halfway down his arm. Theren goes and sits back down on the bed.
Victor examines the scars, giving Theren a small bottle with red flickering liquid in it.
Theren examines the bottle. "Whats this?" Theren sneezes yet again.
"Greater health potion" he said, bandaging Theren's scars.
Theren gives the bottle back. "I'll be fine. I've had colds before."
"and i make my my own health potions, take it, i got twenty"
"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
"It'll heal with time!"
"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
"what happend?" galax smiles inocently
Theren sneezes in response.
galax casts lesser restoratoin on him, targeting the sickness, before doing it again to stop infection
Theren sighs before removing the splint and walking downstairs.
galax follows him checking to make sure that hes not limping
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"Trust me I'll get over this cold soon."
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"I'll be fine Galax!"
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"its not about the cold, its abouth the broken leg"
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galax pokes him again "no you wont, take the health potion"
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"It'll heal with time!"
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She looks up and smiles. "Hi!"
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"its better to heal it now, there is also a threat on the tavern from undead, so we might need to fight"
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"and a broken leg?" he asked
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren takes the potion grudgingly. "There you happy now. Your acting like your my mom-" The word catches in his throat.
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galax doesnt hesitate and pours the potion down his throat
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"It's been a crazy bunch of days. Did you meet that Jackson guy yet?"
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Theren coughs and sputters before glaring at Galax and sneezing. "I'm going to lay back down now and try to forget that ever happened."
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"what happend?" galax smiles inocently
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Theren sneezes in response.
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galax casts lesser restoratoin on him, targeting the sickness, before doing it again to stop infection
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Theren sighs before removing the splint and walking downstairs.
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Jackson was by the graveyard. He wore his white button-up shirt, pale violet vest, grey trousers, and black enforced boots. he wore a thin dark purple cloak with golden edging. He stared at the graves across the field.
Adder was sitting inside, he was humming "Lover-boy" by queen while writing letters to some people, the names and words however were in infernal.
Victor was in the library, the gramophone beside him playing orchestra music while he worked on a dead body of a dog. he was taking samples of its cellular tissue while comparing it to his own.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
galax follows him checking to make sure that hes not limping
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