#blake | hermes

[cfserpents]

“You aren’t a good healer if you don’t know your plants. Get going or start learning.”

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[cfserpents]

After the invasion days ago, quests kept popping up. He didn’t go on any since the camp’s attack, leaving him to help rebuild and care for the wounded. Very little did he speak during the process, and rarely—if at all—did he venture out to commune with the demis. It wasn’t until he heard of the latest quest’s results that he tracked down one of the new recruits.

From possession to near death, Blake wasn’t having the best of times.

Sorin clipped by his side as Galen fluttered further ahead. Estera, the owlbear cub, currently dozed in Voithos’ garden. When he whistled to get Blake’s attention, Sorin’s ears slid forward. “Are you helping with repairs or sulking?” He asked Blake pointedly, gaze focused and unyielding. It was as much of an offer as he’d make—provided Blake took it as one.

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