The red woman fell to her knees, the rocky sand digging into her skin. She reached towards the body, feeling along its crisp surface to take hold of it and pull it towards her.
Ulanan moved swiftly towards her, blue aether steaming from the wand in ther hand. "We need to take care of your wounds." she said shakily. "Let me see."
Cypress shook her head, blood dripping off of her cheeks as she pulled herself up from the ground along with the childs body. "This needs to be committed to flames before the ship burns itself out."
Frowning, Ulanan waved her wand. The aether washed over Cypress' eyes, providing a momentary relief and slowing the bleeding. "Okay. Do your thing."
Most people would probably consider carrying such a burden, but it didn't seem to bother Cypress at all. But she struggled to find the right direction to carry it, stopping to smell the air for the signs that her eyes could no longer see. But all that it brought to her was the ripe smell of burnt flesh. "Where... please. Lead to the ship."
The lalafell first pointed, then she used that same pointing hand to grip on Cypress' clothes and pull her in the right direction. "Over here."
She went with the tug, following it like the lifeline it was, unused to needing asking for help or receiving assistance, "You should not have hesitated."
"No, I should not have."
"You have learned at least. There is no such thing as coincidence, Althyk ensures that." The cool breeze began to break up as they neared the ship again where the heat caused by the magical fire rolled off of it.
"What now? Just...throw the body into the fire?"
"Yes. So that the voidsent has no place to reside in." Cypress steps further towards the ship, the heat a familiar thing.
Ulanan stayed in front of her, guiding her. "Any point of the ship in particular?" she asked.
Ruined eyes cast an unseeing gaze upon the Lalafell, "Of course not. The fire must simply be hot enough to sear away the shell. You stand back."
"Alright." The lalafell did exactly that, staying close enough to Roegadyn in case she needed further help.
Cypress moved towards the heat, until she felt the flames lick her skin. Even then she went further, bumbling into the burning remnants of the ship until she was satisfied that the body would be turned to ash though it had already caught fire. She set it down gently somewhere in the rubble.
Ulanan didn't follow that close and was fully expecting the other woman to catch on fire herself.
Just as she hadn't caught fire earlier, Cypress didn't now. But she struggled to find her way back out of the ship's rubble. Her normal grace lost.
"Over here. Follow my voice. And the cold." The lalafell followed her words with a short burst of magical ice thrown at the floor near the Roegadyn. "I'm not fire proof, so I can't just hold your hand."
Cypress followed the voice out of the fire, but not before falling out of the ship by way of tripping over a still mostly solid piece of railing. She lay there on the sands, her teeth grinding against themselves as she fought off the sting of her ruined pride.
Ulanan did not ask if she was alright; it was pretty clear she wasn't. She walked closer to her. "We need to get you a healer now."
The graveled voice muttered partially into the sands, "We need to finish this business so that I may return to the Spine and my post."
"So no healing?"
"I will not stay in one of your hospitals," she said, pulling herself back to her knees and then, more slowly, to her feet.
"Even if that could save your life? That wound will get infected without proper treatment. Who is going to do your job if you die?"
"Althyk would not let me die." She walks towards the lalafell's voice, stopping just short of where she thought the tiny woman was, "But I will now... require help of another. Until I am used to this at least."
Ulanan nodded with a frown, simply answering "Alright." to that. There was a pause, and then she asked: "Where do you want to go?"
"Let us continue along the coast. We still have not found D'aijeen's body, only her pet."
Grabbing Cypress' clothes again, Ulanan pulled her. "This way." she said, going southwards.
The roegadyn follows, not having much choice in the matter since she had no little ability to discern directions.
Ulanan moved swiftly towards her, blue aether steaming from the wand in ther hand. "We need to take care of your wounds." she said shakily. "Let me see."
Cypress shook her head, blood dripping off of her cheeks as she pulled herself up from the ground along with the childs body. "This needs to be committed to flames before the ship burns itself out."
Frowning, Ulanan waved her wand. The aether washed over Cypress' eyes, providing a momentary relief and slowing the bleeding. "Okay. Do your thing."
Most people would probably consider carrying such a burden, but it didn't seem to bother Cypress at all. But she struggled to find the right direction to carry it, stopping to smell the air for the signs that her eyes could no longer see. But all that it brought to her was the ripe smell of burnt flesh. "Where... please. Lead to the ship."
The lalafell first pointed, then she used that same pointing hand to grip on Cypress' clothes and pull her in the right direction. "Over here."
She went with the tug, following it like the lifeline it was, unused to needing asking for help or receiving assistance, "You should not have hesitated."
"No, I should not have."
"You have learned at least. There is no such thing as coincidence, Althyk ensures that." The cool breeze began to break up as they neared the ship again where the heat caused by the magical fire rolled off of it.
"What now? Just...throw the body into the fire?"
"Yes. So that the voidsent has no place to reside in." Cypress steps further towards the ship, the heat a familiar thing.
Ulanan stayed in front of her, guiding her. "Any point of the ship in particular?" she asked.
Ruined eyes cast an unseeing gaze upon the Lalafell, "Of course not. The fire must simply be hot enough to sear away the shell. You stand back."
"Alright." The lalafell did exactly that, staying close enough to Roegadyn in case she needed further help.
Cypress moved towards the heat, until she felt the flames lick her skin. Even then she went further, bumbling into the burning remnants of the ship until she was satisfied that the body would be turned to ash though it had already caught fire. She set it down gently somewhere in the rubble.
Ulanan didn't follow that close and was fully expecting the other woman to catch on fire herself.
Just as she hadn't caught fire earlier, Cypress didn't now. But she struggled to find her way back out of the ship's rubble. Her normal grace lost.
"Over here. Follow my voice. And the cold." The lalafell followed her words with a short burst of magical ice thrown at the floor near the Roegadyn. "I'm not fire proof, so I can't just hold your hand."
Cypress followed the voice out of the fire, but not before falling out of the ship by way of tripping over a still mostly solid piece of railing. She lay there on the sands, her teeth grinding against themselves as she fought off the sting of her ruined pride.
Ulanan did not ask if she was alright; it was pretty clear she wasn't. She walked closer to her. "We need to get you a healer now."
The graveled voice muttered partially into the sands, "We need to finish this business so that I may return to the Spine and my post."
"So no healing?"
"I will not stay in one of your hospitals," she said, pulling herself back to her knees and then, more slowly, to her feet.
"Even if that could save your life? That wound will get infected without proper treatment. Who is going to do your job if you die?"
"Althyk would not let me die." She walks towards the lalafell's voice, stopping just short of where she thought the tiny woman was, "But I will now... require help of another. Until I am used to this at least."
Ulanan nodded with a frown, simply answering "Alright." to that. There was a pause, and then she asked: "Where do you want to go?"
"Let us continue along the coast. We still have not found D'aijeen's body, only her pet."
Grabbing Cypress' clothes again, Ulanan pulled her. "This way." she said, going southwards.
The roegadyn follows, not having much choice in the matter since she had no little ability to discern directions.
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