She'll come- these types always do
09-16-2013, 11:17 AM
| The looming figure would cast into view with herbs grasped between the jaws. Renesme would halt, her muscles tensing as the green hues would stay glues upon the woman, she seemed distant and with that the oracle was rather taken aback. the soothing words would spill from parted maw and with that Ren would relax and watch as the distance would slowly close. " Renesme Capriana member of glaciem, and if you don't mind could you check these wounds, im afraid that they may get infected if there not treated properly." Her outrage with the whole thing made perfectly clear as it'd be filled inbetween the words.. Stepping forth the tiara would dip down, weaving through the faint wind to perform a nod in greeting. A smile would curl upon the lips knowing that all curers have kind natured souls. Something perhaps Renesme would need to adapt to. The sting of the wounds would be ignored the best that they could, they where pretty deep and it would be shown clearly. Canttina was left of in worse shape but for some reason, renesme had to give in, her pain screeched for her to stop. the opposing woman definatly had herself in more battles, seeing how she'd cope with a broken toe as if It where nothing at the time. |