Ireth
Mythic Scribe
Diana
Reaver meets my gaze and speaks; I read his lips, then smile and nod in answer. He looks as though he needs it. We're just lucky more of us aren't hurt.
I look back at Shan Mai, wondering if he will test the mixture first. He seems to be the worst wounded. I hope it works despite my misremembering.
Reaver meets my gaze and speaks; I read his lips, then smile and nod in answer. He looks as though he needs it. We're just lucky more of us aren't hurt.
I look back at Shan Mai, wondering if he will test the mixture first. He seems to be the worst wounded. I hope it works despite my misremembering.
Valar Lord