Fall from grace
Jaxio fluttered nervously over the Miqo’te’s form, mumbling to itself. Back and forth, back and forth the sylph went, dipping down once in a while to anxiously stroke Poe’s hair and ear. She had still not stirred and Jaxio was becoming anxious. The sylph had tended to her wounds but she still had not roused from unconsciousness. Several sylphs had come down from the stronghold, inspecting the Mender’s wounds. One suggested that the weapon used by Sula had been coated in some form of sleeping potion, “Best if Mender One sleeps.†Jaxio had wilted at the suggestion but did not attempt to wake her.There had been enough rumors deep within the Shroud. The sky had filled with smoke, the smell of a fire was in the air the same day Poe had gone to see her family. Jaxio did not know any more details and a full day of rest was more than the little winged creature could bear. Jaxio quickly flew over to Poe’s corner where she stored her items while at the Sanctum. Pulling out the one leather bound book she had not destroyed, Jaxio opens it up and taps it’s small plant-like hands across the paper, looking for something. Jaxio wilts, realizing her requests written specifically said to not get anyone else involved. The sylph pulls out the small velvet pouch and touches the two necklaces. Ryillin’s necklace made from the Willow wood felt warm to the touch and Jaxio curiously poked it again. Wrapping the necklace around it’s neck, Jaxio fluttered up and moved back to Poe, sitting on her hip as she lay sleeping on her side on the bench. Absently touching her hand, Jaxio makes a small sad sound, noticing the deep slice still on her left cheek.
“Mender One is stubborn. Helps everyone else but does not help self.†Jaxio quickly shot up into the air, nodding, “Sometimes Mender One is wrong. Jaxio will not break rules if Jaxio finds help in Shroud. Maybe Jaxio find Mender One’s mate.†Moving to once more affectionately stroke through Poe’s hair and her ear, the sylph wilts once more when she does not stir, though her breathing was deep and steady. Jaxio knew she would wake soon enough, but it did not hurt to see if friends could be found. Looking once more at Poe, Jaxio flutters down the path and exits the Sanctum, on a mission directly against Poe’s wishes.
