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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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10-22-2020, 05:24 PM

Brynhildr threaded the thinned sinew through a bone needle and moved in to make a few quick stitches to help the wound heal. Álarr quickly started to talk to try and help distract Pestilence from the pain. "Yea, the stitches will help knit the wound so it doesn't leave a big scar." Of course he couldn't say for sure that it wouldn't scar. In all likely hood the wound was severe enough that it would leave a mark but he hoped to minimize any lasting damage and heal it as quickly as possible. Once Brynhildr was done, Álarr mashed up a poultice of yarrow and marigold which he then applied to the wound to help with the bleeding and any itching as it started to heal.

He nodded. "Yea, they should be ok. Most of their wounds were minor." He smiled encouragingly at Pesto. "Don't worry about it. I'm glad you were there to keep the intruder occupied so the others had time to arrive. Get some rest. If you want I can give you something to help you sleep."