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i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - Cress - 01-07-2019 cRess Mom, I need your help. Those had been the first words spoken to her when Dawn had appeared at the Resort, looking disheveled and exhausted, but mostly alright. She didn’t have the plague—thank the gods for that—and had moved with most of her kingdom to the Cove, which is one of the safelands. They hadn’t really had much of a chance to catch up on things (Dawn had offered a few short sentences that made it clear her and Rhaegor weren’t on speaking terms, which had shocked the golden woman), but Dawn had made it clear that she wanted her mother to travel to Tephra. They didn’t have a healer, see, and the Resort had at least two. She has heard of Magnus, the stallion who leads Tephra, but she has never had the chance to meet him. He has led Tephra several times over now; she remembers so long ago, Ruan telling her that Magnus would welcome her back to Tephra if she ever decided to live there again. She had never met him, though, and the idea of living there without Offspring and Flamevein and the others she cared about... it was daunting. So she had moved on to Taiga, eventually even fading out of there and returning to her familiar haunt: the Meadow. Then the plague happened and maybe, just maybe, she has found a home. Tephra is across the narrow sea from the Resort, but it is a short flight—she remembers from on the way there. The enchanted bridge is still there as well, but she is more comfortable taking to the skies. The flight is short, and before long she is alighting on the shores of Tephra near the volcano. The air is as warm as she remembers it, and she stands on the shoreline, cold water brushing over her ankles as she waits for Magnus, or anyone else. She will do what she can to heal those afflicted, no matter who they are. @magnus she will ease the symptoms of any residents that are sick; she can't heal the plague fully but she can help <3 RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - magnus - 01-09-2019 although this world is made of fearsome beasts that bark and bite magnus RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - Rhaegor - 01-14-2019 Rhaegor the playboy
plz help this sick ragamuffin RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - Cress - 01-15-2019 cRess Cress works quickly; she always has. She knows, especially with this plague, how much time is of the essence and when she needs to utilize her abilities. When Dawn had come to her, pleading that she go to the land with no healer, how could she have said no? Dawn had mentioned that Rhaegor was sick, and this was the land he had chosen to reside in, and though the two may be on the outs, she still thinks of the boy she knows so much about as one of her own children – she had watched the two of them grow up together, she cannot help it. She can see the golden stallion approaching, a small smile on his face as he slowly picks his way towards her. He is in no hurry but she doesn’t mind; this is his land, after all, and she is but a newcomer standing on the beach. Magnus, he introduces himself, and Cress smiles widely, dipping her head respectfully to the monarch. “I’ve heard much about you,” she says, her own voice as smooth as silk. “My name is Cress; my daughter, Dawn, summoned me when she heard that you lacked in healers.” She is drawn to help the helpless, as always. “I live in the Resort, just across the sea, under Tiphon. We seem to have an overabundance of healers on our little island, and I thought it would be useful to lend you my strength.” Her head turns as another stallion stumbles up to them, this one dark gold and white and blue. Rhaegor. She feels her heart tighten in her chest and has to swallow a mouthful of flames as she takes in his emaciated, bloodied form. Startled, she glances to Magnus before hurrying to the young stallion’s side, using her broad, powerful hip to prop him up and against her. No matter their quarrels, this is her daughter’s best friend; she would be devastated if he were to die. “Rhaegor, can you hear me?” she asks him, reaching for her abilities as she speaks. “Rhaegor, I’m Cress; I’m going to help you.” Closing her eyes, she floods him with her healing, reaching deep within herself to pull forth every bit of her power. She cannot force meat onto his bones, but she can ease his cough to just a tickle in his throat. She can heal his bloodied lungs and scratchy throat, and return to him the appetite (hopefully) that he has lost. She cannot do everything, but she can – and will – help him to the best of her abilities. After some time – she isn’t sure of quite how long – she opens her eyes, sighing as she relaxes the muscles she wasn’t even aware that she had tensed. She had poured most of her energy into him to try and repair the damage that the plague had caused, but she knows that she cannot heal him fully of the plague. That is beyond even her capabilities; she is no magician, but she has to help in any way she can. “Can you stand?” she asks him, voice thick with emotion. @[magnus] @[Rhaegor] RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - magnus - 01-16-2019 although this world is made of fearsome beasts that bark and bite magnus @[Rhaegor] @[Cress] RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - Rhaegor - 01-31-2019 Rhaegor the playboy
@[Cress] @[Magnus] not sure if you guys would like to continue this thread or let it finish here, but thank you so much for giving Rhae another shot of life <3 <3 RE: i'd burn here if that's what it takes [magnus/any ill] - Cress - 02-07-2019 cRess Cress has seen too much pain and suffering in her life. She hasn’t been alive long – twelve? Fifteen years? – but already the woman has lived through so much and she has dedicated her life to fixing what is broken. She couldn’t fix Ledger, that is true; she isn’t sure anyone could have fixed the ruined stallion. Flamevein had taken her under his wing, though, and taught her self-control and power, and that had inspired the false-dragoness to help those in need, long after he disappeared. She had served the Valley to the best of her ability before the Reckoning struck them, and for a time after that, she had lived amongst the Tephrans as a diplomat there as well. But for too long, she has not had anyone to serve or help, and she is glad that she has once again found a place. “I’ve only heard good things, I promise,” she assures Magnus with a hearty grin and a laugh, her eyes crinkling as she smiles. “And Leliana is a dear friend of mine,” she adds, her smile fading as he tells her that the other woman has a lot going on. “I know,” she murmurs in response, casting her eyes low. “She has a big heart and so much love to give. She deserves happiness.” Then Rhaegor arrives, and chaos ensues. The water, Magnus tells her as he props Rhaegor by his other shoulder. He wants to lie in the water to cool down. Without breaking her concentration on the boy, they stumble to the surf, sinking into the warm water with him so that he doesn’t fall. After some time, she rises back to her hooves, watching the boy with worried eyes. If he hadn’t come to her when he did... she swallows back the thought as he turns to address her, gratitude written in every line of his face. “You don’t have to thank me, Rhaegor,” she tells him, bringing her nose down to bump against his thin shoulder. “You have always been like a son to me, and I will do anything to help my family and my allies.” She turns her gaze back to Magnus and smiles again, feeling exhaustion start to set in. “I will rest here awhile to regain my strength, if that is alright with you. If there are others here that are this ill, I can help them, as well. It is not a cure, but it is a start.” Rhaegor suggests they take their conversation elsewhere and Cress looks back to him, still laying in the gentle waves. “Nonsense,” she says, her maternal smile never wavering. Leaning towards him and lowering her voice so that only he can hear her, she murmurs, “You need to go talk to my daughter. She misses your friendship terribly.” Even though it will pain the two of them to speak again, she knows that delaying the conversation will just make it worse in the end. Regardless of how their last conversation ended, they need each others’ friendship, and it is painfully obvious in all that they do. At least to her. @[Rhaegor] @[magnus] figured this was as good a place as any to end, cress just had to lecture rhae a little :| |