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Recovery



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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10-10-2020, 04:45 PM

Glancing at Afi for a moment, Álarr turned his attention to Pesto a she saw her stir and ask quite plainly to be put back to sleep. "I'll give you something to help you sleep in a bit. I just wanted to let you know we're going to stitch the wound closed. I'm going to spread on an ointment to help numb it but it might sting at first." He carefully pulled the blood-soaked moss out of the wound and set it aside. He then took the ointment and carefully dabbed it on the wound before looking to Brynhilder to start the stitching with the thinned deer sinew.

"Nothing really. Valdís beat her in a fight then Jupiter and Tyrian showed up. Apparently Jupiter knows her but she didn't back down and got in a fight with Tyrian. Eventually she slunk off away from Fireside."