float away, open wide
It's often that Morrighan will be approached by someone offering to help with whatever it is, but she always says no. She's too stubborn to let them do things for her and she would rather figure it out on her own. Today, however, she realizes that she doesn't have much of a choice. Her healing knowledge is limited and it seems this man knows a little more about what to do when he comes back with stuff for a salve.
"Sure, go ahead," she says reluctantly, gritting her teeth. She kneels down and winces while trying to lay in a position that will make it easier for Azrael to get to the wound. At least it seems she lucked out running into this man, even if she's still annoyed they literally ran into each other.
As he apologizes for not meeting, he mentions spending more time on the mountains. The way he says it reminds her of Tenebrae's close faith to Caligo, but she isn't sure if they live up there. That sounds more like… "Are you a Shed Star?" she asks. It would make more sense if he spends more time in the wilds of Denocte versus the castle or streets. The Regent hasn't met many Shed Stars yet and certainly didn't spend much time speaking with them so far.
Azrael's reasoning for being here seems foolish. There are many other places one could get a good perspective that didn't involve being surrounded by a ghost town or dead things. He'd be lucky if he hasn't come across any monsters or corpses yet or heard the screaming of who-knows-what in the distance. "Well you definitely picked the wrong place," she grumbles, looking around at the abandoned storefronts. There had been an eerie silence for some time, but Morrighan swears she can hear the screeching again. This place just gives her the creeps.
"No one should ever come here unless they have a death wish. I would leave right away if I could, but my daughter is missing. And now this shit," she explains and gestures to her injured leg. Now that she takes a moment to look at it, it looks way worse than she originally thought. The blood looks blacker than it should and it's certainly the worst pain she's ever experienced. Hopefully whatever Azrael has put together will at least work for now until she can get back to Denocte. Of course, finding Maeve is the first priority.
"We were separated and now I have to find her," she says with a sigh and just feels more angry at herself. This injury is holding her back from making more progress in her search and it's entirely her fault. She had been so blinded by her fury at Thana that she didn't consider any of the consequences. Well, now she has to deal with them whether she likes it or not.
Bram must sense her frustration as he hobbles over to her side and nuzzles her cheek. Hopefully this will all be over for them soon.
"Speaking."
unafraid with open eyes
It's often that Morrighan will be approached by someone offering to help with whatever it is, but she always says no. She's too stubborn to let them do things for her and she would rather figure it out on her own. Today, however, she realizes that she doesn't have much of a choice. Her healing knowledge is limited and it seems this man knows a little more about what to do when he comes back with stuff for a salve.
"Sure, go ahead," she says reluctantly, gritting her teeth. She kneels down and winces while trying to lay in a position that will make it easier for Azrael to get to the wound. At least it seems she lucked out running into this man, even if she's still annoyed they literally ran into each other.
As he apologizes for not meeting, he mentions spending more time on the mountains. The way he says it reminds her of Tenebrae's close faith to Caligo, but she isn't sure if they live up there. That sounds more like… "Are you a Shed Star?" she asks. It would make more sense if he spends more time in the wilds of Denocte versus the castle or streets. The Regent hasn't met many Shed Stars yet and certainly didn't spend much time speaking with them so far.
Azrael's reasoning for being here seems foolish. There are many other places one could get a good perspective that didn't involve being surrounded by a ghost town or dead things. He'd be lucky if he hasn't come across any monsters or corpses yet or heard the screaming of who-knows-what in the distance. "Well you definitely picked the wrong place," she grumbles, looking around at the abandoned storefronts. There had been an eerie silence for some time, but Morrighan swears she can hear the screeching again. This place just gives her the creeps.
"No one should ever come here unless they have a death wish. I would leave right away if I could, but my daughter is missing. And now this shit," she explains and gestures to her injured leg. Now that she takes a moment to look at it, it looks way worse than she originally thought. The blood looks blacker than it should and it's certainly the worst pain she's ever experienced. Hopefully whatever Azrael has put together will at least work for now until she can get back to Denocte. Of course, finding Maeve is the first priority.
"We were separated and now I have to find her," she says with a sigh and just feels more angry at herself. This injury is holding her back from making more progress in her search and it's entirely her fault. She had been so blinded by her fury at Thana that she didn't consider any of the consequences. Well, now she has to deal with them whether she likes it or not.
Bram must sense her frustration as he hobbles over to her side and nuzzles her cheek. Hopefully this will all be over for them soon.
@Azrael
