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“Real cheeky, kid.”
Well, this was going to be a positively fun day. He sighed to himself.
“What do you want?”

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“Real cheeky, kid.”
Well, this was going to be a positively fun day. He sighed to himself.
“What do you want?”
(Stahl or Inigo) “I don’t have a gag reflex.” [Sorry not sorry]
“Wait... What-” Stahl blinked and stared at Ricken. “Really?”
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Gods, how long had she slept? It felt like it had been days since she’d last felt the warmth of the sun. Joints cracked as Morgan languidly stretched, feeling her muscles protest at the sudden movement. As her lips parted in a deep, tear-inducing yawn, the Manakete felt a presence most unfamiliar.
Not unexpected, after all, she had fallen asleep in the Outrealm, as the toll of such ventures had extracted quite a toll on her. Even drawing herself up to her full height, Morgan did not outwardly seem altogether threatening, if it weren’t for the fangs that flashed as she offered them a gentle smile.
“Is this your property? Sorry, I didn’t mean to doze off on it... Is there anything I can do for you on this fine day?”
"Has anyone seen the Forseti tome?"
"It was in my bag."
Healing | Libra & Ricken
It was a dreary day at the camp. It rained the night before, leaving the ground damp and grey clouds streaked over head. Libra watched the sky as he stepped out of his tent, wondering when and if the clouds would let go of their burden. He tilted his head and gripped tighter to his staff, heading to the medical tent to care for some of the people who were in there. Minor injuries could be healed on the battle field, or given a quick fix there that would last for a little bit, but typically, once the battle is over, some extra work had to be done to make sure no permanent injuries would be sustained. He checked on the setting of someone's broken wrist, to make sure everything was in place, before using his staff to speed up the healing process a little bit. Another thing about healing magic was that it must precise, particularly with bones and fractures. Flesh wounds and sicknesses were generally easily curable. He made it to Ricken, who was in with a cold, and he smiled at the boy soothingly, "Not feeling so well?" he asked, removing his glove to feel Ricken's forehead.
By the gods.. just.. Someone get construction workers to expand the walls!
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