Everything about Illarion that fits nowhere else. / Alles über Illarion was inhaltlich in kein anderes Board passt.
Madelyn Kaz is sat, her legs crossed, leaning against the tree. She smiles while she rests, facing up to the skies with her eyes closed.
"Tom" sweat dropplets and blood mix upon the ground.
Madelyn Kaz says: Is the injury much?
"Tom" says: For an old man like me, probably.
Madelyn Kaz doesn't open her eyes, she seems meditative.
"Tom" catches his breath enough to stand and pulls back cut sleeve to show a nasty gash.
Madelyn Kaz says: I'm afraid I cannot help you yet with this. these lands, they have rather foreign herbs. I've long since forgotten their whispered secrets.
"Tom" frowns but doesn't show nearly the amount of emotion typical of a wound so deep.
"Tom" says: Tis, alright, we have a hospital.
"Tom" says: Hold my wand?
"Tom" offers it over.
Madelyn Kaz says: But if you've the time, I am sure my old friend will whisper the secrets to me. A year or two here will be enough.