[PAST] MENDING FRACTURED SOULS

Megara chuckled warmly at his response, the reluctance to allow untested hands roam the infirmary halls clear. Her head tilted though, mind briefly contemplating how one would perhaps begin fabricating such a spell. Curiosity sought her to ask Sylaise to which the Evanaris paused, the fragment of the ancient mage quietly shifting through what memories she could recall. It might be possible, but I lack the memories of such a thing. Curious, but the elf left it at that, It’ll be figured out one day by someone far more clever than I. There’s nothing wrong with the skills we have, they just take time to learn and perfect like any other skill.

No-one ever said three, it was best that this unfortunate action was left as a surprise, catching the patient unawares usually meant treatment went more smoothly than when one was guarding against the waves of pain. Well Rhosyn, welcome to Arlathan. Thank you for pitching in here, Meg greeted, flashing him a grin before finishing up with her patient and asking him to keep the arm elevated until the sling was on.

Her brow furrowed some, offering him a knowing look, Now, now, she’d gently chide, her tone still gentle, You can’t be both healer and patient on your first day. Some food in you will see you right, c’mon. Each had their own pool of magic to draw from, each understood their own limitations and what could happen if they went beyond it. Mana sickness could fell a mage for weeks, the unnatural fatigue affecting both body and magic that could kill if untreated.

Their patients treated, Meg gestured him to follow with a jerk of her head while her hands unrolled the sleeves of her shirt bunched up at the elbows. They walked, Meg setting them at an easy pace and though his question caught her off guard, it was one that she thought lingered in the minds of many. Mmm, she began, taking a moment to think, I think… I think it will be, if we choose to see it through, support it, defend it. Arlathan is the First Hearth. With the veil gone it’s only natural we return home, help rebuild it and perhaps rebuild ourselves?

@Rhosyn Gwyllt