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01-08-2023, 10:35 PM
The fire was a strange beast, but as Álarr had said it seemed to keep itself within the stone circle as it danced, flickering and licking the air above it. He could see the paler man working with an antler across the flame, and when Sans asked about his injury, Álarr lifted the broken paw for a moment before tucking it into his chest. Sanctus had never dealt with a broken bone before, but he didn’t imagine it was all that pleasant. It would certainly hinder your movement, and make it harder to do certain tasks. At least his packmate was a healer, and therefore had knowledge on how to treat the injury. As for how he got it, Sanctus had to arch a brow at that. A spirit? “A spirit ya say? Is uncommon for the dead ta mingle with the livin’, though t’is not unheard of. May be lucky yew only got a broken paw, given the spirits and the like tend ta try possessin’ folks and whatnot. How long do yew reckon’ that paw of yers will take ta heal?” He frowned thoughtfully. “Come ta think of it, do ya need anything? Food? Water? It must be mighty hard tryin’ ta travel round with that injury.” "Talk," 'Think.' |
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