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Post by Zenos Galvus on Sept 14, 2023 15:11:52 GMT -6
Thisei Virleth Note: We're in the outskirts of one of the smaller forests close to the city. He did not notice, but there is a small ranch nearby, behind a few trees.
Zenos viator Galvus
Garlean | 26 | 226x130 | M
This is the beast...
Zenos wanted to live some more. Their fight had been incredibly challenging, and entertaining. A spark, gone too soon. He couldn't even feel his body anymore. He had no strength, he was entirely spent. Yet he wanted to go on, he needed to go on. He was so disappointed in himself for his defeat. He knew he was strong... but evidently, the Warrior of Light - his first friend and worst enemy - was stronger. Barely. Perhaps only because of their will to live. Yet again, there was no point in sulking. He would soon die, as he wished, by his one and only friend's hand.
«Was this life a gift... or a burden?» He asked. He could barely even see at this point, everything was a blur. «Did you find... fulfillment?» He continued. He was curious. He wanted to know if his friend felt the same as him. If he felt like his entire existence had been only in the unknown pursuit of that very moment he was in. But would it be the same for the Warrior of Light? He did not know. «I...» He wanted to thank his friend, for the wonderful fight he was gifted. To tell the Warrior just how much he wanted to lose himself in that fight for all eternity. In them, really. But in the end, his body failed him. Everything turned black, and a bitter cold enshrouded his very soul.
When he opened his eyes, he was sure to be in a dream. He was numb, dazed, and weak as he had never felt before. Was this a moment of hallucination preceding death? No. He was starting to feel his body again. And it hurt - hells, it was hard to bear, even for him. He was gravely wounded, that he could feel and see, but he was still alive. Somehow. Slowly, he tried to sit up. It took him a few tries. Then he rested for a few moments and, holding onto the branch of a nearby tree, he eventually stood. For a moment, he thought he would faint, but then the tiny dots in his view went back to being shapes. He took some more time to breathe: he had to be careful, as he definitely did not want to die in such a shameful manner, in an unknown place. With a groan, he forced himself to walk.
Eventually, after roaming for what seemed like a lifetime - although it had probably just been a few minutes - he found an animal on his path. It was wounded, its leg stuck in what seemed to be a bear trap. He did not let the opportunity slip. With a bit of effort, he took the scythe hanging from his back, then slashed at the animal with all the force he could manage, which was not much, really. He then gathered whatever strength the hunger gave him to detach a few branches from trees and light up a bonfire. It was exhausting but worth the effort once the smell of the freshly cooked meat finally reached his nostrils.
He had learned to adapt to the environment just recently. To eat whatever he could hunt - which was generally anything - and cook it himself on the fire just like what he was doing at that very moment. It was something he had to learn in order to survive in the cold lands of Garlemald, once he was deemed a traitor. He still had the dignity to hunt for his own food, rather than beg a tavern to let him taste a piece of rotten bread in exchange for some woodcutting or cleaning.
He took a bite out of one leg. This animal was old, he could feel it in the texture of its meat, but he would not complain as he would not have had the strength to capture it had it not been trapped. A sting of pain jolted down his arm, making his hand lose grip and his food fall onto the ground. Should he get picky? He couldn't. He was way too hungry - and so he chose to put the animal's leg on the fire for a little more and then bite it once again.
Then it happened again: the world turning into dots, and then starting to spin. He fell sideways, his lunch - or maybe dinner - falling on the ground beside him. «Move..» he ordered to his body in little more than a whisper «Move... again..» but his body would not respond. Was he really going to die? Why awaken in some unfamiliar place, if all he could do was die?
Post by Thisei Virleth on Sept 24, 2023 9:32:20 GMT -6
Thisei Virleth | Au Ra (Raen) | 28 | Summoner/Fisher | ×
The outskirts of Provo had many farm lands and ranches that raised all sorts of livestock. Thisei enjoyed this area of the region, because it wasn't chaotic like in the central of the city. Small forests dotted the area around the small ranch she had been assisting with the last few suns. They were letting her stay in a small building that adventurers used a temporary residence for helping out. She was only going to be here for a few more suns, then possibly back to the city looking for more work. She had bills to pay!
"Alright, Miss Virleth! You have the rest of the day to yourself. Thanks for rounding up those sheep for me! Make sure to come back for dinner in a few hours!" shouted one of the ranchers. The Au Ra just gave a 'thumbs up' to the guy before leaving the large pen.
Now, she had some time to herself. Go wash up, grab a snack, and possibly just roam the edge of the forest that bordered the ranch's property line. Yes, that would be a good idea to do these things. By the time she said and did what she needed, the sun was about at the '2 'o clock' range, so she still had time to kill. Time to be a curious little shit and poke at the small forest nearby.
A small bag with some supplies--just in case she got carried away--and her grimoire. Wildlife didn't take too kindly to intruders on their lands, so it was best to be prepared. Still, this was better than risking her neck fighting primals or world-ending threats.
...Only for her 'danger alarm' to go off in her chest. Golden eyes squinted as she looked along the tree line. Her gut was telling her something bad was nearby and..she couldn't tell where exactly. Despite her internal warning mechanism, she decided to go a bit beyond the trees. Then, the smell of iron hit her nose, which made her nose wrinkle a bit. Was there something dead out here? It didn't smell THAT fresh, but it was the smell of blood. Ugh...maybe something got hurt or killed? Whelp, time to investigate further-
The leaves and earth crunched under her leather sandals, until she stopped in her tracks. Her eyes widened to see a beat up body just laying there. It looked like to be a human male, rather twice her height, big build, old wounds that didn't seem to heal, and...long, golden hair. The sight of this unknown male made her head throb. It reminded her someone that seemed to be after her, but she couldn't exactly recall who. Memory problems ever since getting here was a bane to her existence.
While she knew she should help, Thisei had to investigate the body first. She was desensitized to death because she had seen so many dead bodies in the course of her career. Slowly approaching the body, the summoner gently used her left foot to nudge at right side of the downed male.
"If you're alive, say something dumb. If you're dead, well... you can't exactly say anything." Thisei said in a deadpan tone.
Not too sure if this guy was alive or dead, she just didn't want to have to move this. She was strong, yes, but this guy was loaded with muscle and who knows how heavy he was. She didn't really want to tell the ranchers she found a dead body near their property. Then, authorities would be called and the mess would become messier. She didn't have time for that shit at all.
If the guy was alive, she'd try and get him patched up to the best of her ability. Better off sending this guy to an actual healer's house.
Post by Zenos Galvus on Sept 26, 2023 2:24:55 GMT -6
Zenos viator Galvus
Garlean | 26 | 226x130 | M
This is the beast...
He tried and tried to move, but his body did not seem to be willing to follow his orders. Why was it betraying him now, all of a sudden? He hated it. He hated every moment of that uncontrolled vulnerability. But in the end, he chose to wait. He needed to gather a little strength, and the few bites he took off that animal would have sufficed to at the very least allow him to sit up again, in a bit. So he waited, focusing on his own breathing until his ears picked up the sound of broken leaves. Someone - or something, but all things considered it would be odd for an animal to be that noisy - was coming closer. He clenched his fist. On a normal day, he would have had no problem in dealing with anyone. At that moment, though... he was vulnerable, weak, and basically unable to move.
This "someone" came closer and eventually stopped, probably when they saw him. And she touched him. He stiffened - not that he could stiffen much more at this point - and at the woman's words he tried to speak, to no avail. He managed to simply roll to the side with a small growl, ending up lying on his back and proudly glaring daggers at the woman, although only a moment later the world started to become spinning dots once again, and he was forced to close his eyes, breathing somehow heavily. He could not allow himself to be proud but he could also not truly accept to be weak. What was he supposed to do in such a situation? Ask her to heal him, perhaps? Oh, he would have, had he the strength to speak. He would have simply ordered her to heal him just enough to bring him back on his feet. But he couldn't.
He tried to raise a hand and extend his arm towards her, but he could only lift it for a few trembling inches before it stopped responding and fell back onto the ground. He hated it. He was used to pain, but this was clearly his body saying: you can't. His perfectly honed fighting machine was telling him to stop and rest. And thus was he forced to. "I..." he managed to mutter, opening his eyes again to look at her better. "Ugh.." he could not say much more than that, but at least it was better than nothing. He was not even sure if the woman could hear him, actually, as his voice had been very low, barely more than a whisper. "Heal.. me.." he managed to say. After all, he did not want to die. Not like that. And he was pretty sure his time was running out quickly.
Post by Thisei Virleth on Oct 19, 2023 10:52:35 GMT -6
Thisei Virleth | Au Ra (Raen) | 28 | Summoner/Fisher | ×
Thisei took a step back seeing the big brute flop over onto his back. Those blue eyes glaring daggers at her, but the Au Ra seemed indifferent to the expression. It was clear something had happened to him, and the summoner didn't know what. There really wasn't that much dangerous wildlife out here, minus deer and other minor animals. The typical boar could do some damage, but to the extent this man had on him. Unless someone dangerous had attacked this man?
Gods, she didn't want to report to the ranchers that a crazy person was on the loose near the property.
The man spoke, but was having trouble saying much of anything. The words 'heal me' were spoken to her, yet she wasn't a healer. A sigh left her lips, however, she did know first aid and had other supplies on hand. She would need to get this guy to a healer's house as a last resort. Those wounds seemed serious, could get infected, and the like. Regardless of how she felt, Thisei felt it was partially her duty to help someone wounded like this. Yes, she was tired of a lot of things, but she'd want someone to help her in her time of need.
This man couldn't exactly drag himself to a healer's house, so she would have to try and mend him here. Well, as much as she could. She lost her ability to cast white magic years ago, so only minor curing spells and first aid were the 'best' she could do.
"I'm not a healer, but I'll do what I can. You're going to have to sit up for me, which will be....difficult." A roll of her eyes, until she summoned a certain lightning horse, Ixion, to aid her in this matter. She gave a look to the horse of not shocking the injured man, but help her move him to the nearby tree. She needed him sitting up to properly access the wound damage.
"You'll be in pain for a bit. Going to move you with help of my summon. He doesn't bite, but hold on for a moment, got it?" Without giving the man a second to process it, Thisei and Ixion moved him carefully to leaning against the tree. Possibly irritating the guy's wounds, but this had to be done.
Once the deed was done, Ixion went away in a flash of electricity. The Au Ra started to carefully assess the damage to the man fully. Her golden eyes narrowed seeing the extent of how bad the injuries were. "What the seven hells did you FIGHT? Nothing in this forest can inflict this kind of damage on someone. I can stitch you to the best of my ability, but we'll need to get you actual help."
Pulling out a first aid kit, the summoner started to carefully disinfect the wounds to the best of her ability. Using cotton balls, cloths, and whatever else she had on her person. She was dabbing at each wound as gently as she could. It would probably cause some stinging pain for the man before her. Despite her rough and not-caring attitude, she was gentle with injured people. Unless you were generally an asshat--she didn't know the background of this guy, so she couldn't tell.
"This will hurt, sorry. By the way, my name's Thisei. I'm an adventurer by trade that's helping out the nearby ranch here. Once I patch you up, I'll see about getting the ranchers to send for help from Provo to get you somewhere to get treated." The summoner explained as she took care of the large, blonde-man carefully and gently.
Post by Zenos Galvus on Nov 13, 2023 5:02:13 GMT -6
Zenos viator Galvus
Garlean | 26 | 226x130 | M
This is the beast...
That person was untouched by his glare, which could mean two things: either she was used to threats, or he was in too bad a condition to threaten. Probably both, he thought.
As she heard his words, the young woman sighed. At a more attentive glance, he realized she was an Au Ra. Judging by the colour of her horns, specifically a Raen. He had learned of them in his studies, and even seen a few in his life. As far as he knew, they were culturally far from their dark-horned counterparts, the Xaela - and he did actually have a few of them in his Legion, some time ago.
While he was thinking and observing, she replied to him. She was not a healer, but she would try. When she told him he would be in pain as they aided him, his lips curved into a very light smirk. He found it truly amusing, how this person had no idea who he was. Yet again, he was not sure whether the fact that he was almost impervious to pain was common knowledge outside of Garlemald or not. Had he been in a better shape, and had he been less cold emotionally, he would have probably laughed in her face... although he truly was in close to unbearable pain at the moment.
He groaned as they moved him, but tried his best not to make any other sound. He had never been one to freely express how he felt, and this situation was no different - except for his wounds. He had never been wounded so gravely before. Not even at the Royal Menagerie. Not even by the hand of an Ancient. Yet again, he was not so far from being one... before he awakened in this place, at least. He could feel something was different within him, but he definitely could not put himself to the test at the moment. He knew full well he could not push his limits any further.
He could not help but chuckle in seeing her reaction to his wounds. "My friend... was not.. much better." he said, not without a bit of effort. The shadow of a proud smirk was still painted on his lips. If he survived, it could only mean that his friend probably did, too. Zenos wanted to go look for him... the only problem being he could not remember their face. Not at all. So he would have to work on that, first.
He stiffened as the woman carefully treated his wounds. Not much because of the pain, but because he absolutely hated being touched. Especially when he was... weak. But he did not even try to witdraw from her. He needed her, whether he liked it or not. So he let her do her thing, and listened to her words.
He was about to tell her that he could handle that much pain when she said it would hurt and apologized, but he chose to keep quiet. He had scars over scars to tell this to her - and on top of this, he did not know her, she might just leave him there, bleeding to his death, if that sentence came out of his mouth. So he just stared for a while, as she told him her name - which he would surely forget in a few minutes - and then that she would ask for help from Provo, which probably meant that this place, or organization, or whatever... could bring him to proper healers.
He waited some more, observing her in silence. He would probably need to learn how to patch himself up from that moment on. Weak as he was, he could not afford to leave his wounds to heal on their own, nor could he go back to Garlemald. And who else, besides his servants and people who did not know him, would treat his wounds?
"Zenos." he said, after a while. "My name.. is Zenos."
Post by Thisei Virleth on Jan 27, 2024 15:21:20 GMT -6
Thisei Virleth | Au Ra (Raen) | 28 | Summoner/Fisher | ×
Thisei was still careful with how she handled this bigger man. The scars littered all over him as she treated him made her raise an eyebrow. Huh, he had to be some really tough fighter. Still, it wasn't exactly her business to pry into his personal affairs, so she didn't ask about them. The wounds were still bad, but disinfecting most of them seemed to help jump start the healing process. They weren't bleeding as heavily now, but this man still needed healers to properly take care of him.
Finally, the blonde-haired man spoke up telling her his name--Zenos--which made her eye twitch randomly. It reminded her of SOMEONE, but she couldn't pinpoint WHO. This man was familiar, but her memories were still a muddled mess coming to Zephon. She didn't have time to dilly-dally on missing memories--this guy needed help pronto!
Good thing she had extra bags for trash, which she threw the soiled supplies into said bag to toss out later. A good idea to grab more first aid items when she got back to the ranch. She could buy some from the local stores set up around the ranches too. Going into the city itself would take awhile anyway.
"Zenos, huh? Interesting name." A pause as she pulled out a bottle that held a blue liquid. A small potion by the looks of it. She hated taking these, but at the same time, potions can help the body's natural regeneration rate to kick in. Not everyone could be helped with healing magics alone.
Holding up the bottle so that Zenos could see, she asked, "Are you alright with taking potions? They are...very bitter tasting, but it'll help kick your body into healing faster. It's why I'm asking now, because healers can only do so much for your wounds. If you consent, I'll let you drink it." Thisei explained carefully as her golden eyes looked over his wounds again.
They were still bad, but maybe she could stitch up the worse ones. That way, this guy's body could focus on healing the dangerous ones.
Post by Zenos Galvus on Jan 29, 2024 3:55:47 GMT -6
Zenos viator Galvus
Garlean | 26 | 226x130 | M
This is the beast...
He smirked just slightly as he saw her eyebrow raise up. He could imagine what her thoughts could be, or at least their subjects. If not his wounds, then his scars. He was more than aware of the amount and although he was used to them she may have not. Or perhaps she was simply pondering whether or not she truly should help him.
They told each other their names and he did not miss the sudden twitch in her eye. Did she realize who he was in that instant? Perhaps she was not well informed on the recent events, but heard the name before? Not that he was particularly fond of it. But if she did, she did not let the information stop her.
"Interesting, you say?" He asked weakly. He might as well show some interest in her, until he was out of danger. "For what reason?" He was still feeling weak, but his voice was already somehow more steady and a little louder than before. He then looked at the blue liquid in her hands and let out a chuckle at her question. He could not help it. "Not my first, not my last." he said afterwards, looking straight into her eyes. "Surely not worse than cauterizing the wound myself with fire." then he looked at the potion again. "And better than being bedridden for days."
His voice was still pretty low in volume, but at least he did not need to stop and breathe in between one word and the other anymore and could complete a sentence without pause. "I am willing."
