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Eleventh hour

the cure - Wilder



Oleander

Armada
Trauma Specialist

Master Fighter (240)

Master Healer (245)

An icon representing the specialty Poison Master Poison Master

age
1 Year
gender
Male
gems
140
size
Large
build
Light
posts
235
player
LadyElin

Double MasterCritical Fail!Scarred
08-27-2024, 05:34 PM

Ollie silently slogs into the den. He thought he had chuckled half-heartedly but it seemed to have gotten lost on the way out his mouth. He grabs one of the clean cups nearby and sloshes the tea from one jug into it.

He stares at the cup of tea for a minute then at Wilder expecting him to say something back.

"Shit, I said that all in my head didn't I?" He said bringing his black padded paw to his face and dragging it forcefully over his nose with a sigh. Then dragged his wrist over his eye to rub it.

"All right, I'll try that again." He sighed, watching the tea again, "Nope, it won't kill ya, it should take away the hallucinations and chill the trembling quite a bit. It'll allow you to rest properly to fight this off. If you don't have hallucinations, then I really don't recommend taking it, because it'll give you some for a bit." Vesper was still sleeping her dose off. Vesper really like this guy, they seemed to have hit off before all this mess.

He glanced at Wilder after his speech, available if he had any questions. He couldn't help his eyes drooping and blinking slowly at the mossy male.

"Speech!"
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