forum Voyage to Arcata (Open for everyone)

Started August 23, 2019 by Deleted user

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Raz gazed around the ship, looking for people who had been shot by the arrows to see if she could help them. "Can you do first aid?" She asked Pelleas, not facing him.

Pelleas gritted his teeth.
"No," he muttered, "Not really. I don't do blood. It's not exactly something you get used to."

"Some do…" the same voice that yelled a while ago, a noifeira that looked similar to Kearo "Thanks for your services"

Pelleas' eyes wandered to the noifeira.
"Perhaps it's easy for the likes of you…" he said, his gaze sweeping between them, "I'm sure it's different when it's part of who you are."

"So I been told, but I have seen many mages being confortable with it… anyways, you'll be rewarded one we arrive to Arcata" he walked away with a smile on his face

"Rewarded for what?" Pelleas asked, his expression flat and dull, "I didn't do anything extraordinary to my knowledge."

"Most people panic, it's amaicae poison after all, for mages it's something brave to do, for us, is something refreshing to see, specially with us around" he stops walking "Besides, that kid is a valuable resource for Arcata, a reward is appropiate…"

"I suppose so, in this day and age," Pelleas sighed, "It's too bad it had to be someone as helpless as me, but I guess a little recognition feels good, even though it's just because you value one boy over others for some odd reason."
He tugged at the fabric of his cloak.

"Don't worry, is always nice to talk with someone who doesn't run away from you"

"What's the point in running away from someone I don't have to run away from?" Pelleas asked, "Run away is all I feel like I do anyway."

"Wise words… as I said, refreshing…"
"Vekan!" It was the captain calling him
"I must go…" he smiles again and walks away

Pelleas bowed his head. "I'm glad you think so. Is there anything else I can do in the meantime? People still seem to be in a panic. If not, I'll let you be on your way."

"Act like nothing is happening, if someone does that they'll calm down, it's always that way"

"Ah, so the same as I've been doing," Pelleas said, "Will do."
He stretched his shoulders a bit, feeling quite restless.
"Good luck. May we cross paths again."

"May Saint Eira allow it…" he puts on a cloak and leaves

Raz nodded at Pelleas's answer. " You're lucky then. Who on this ship has first aid?" She asked aloud, looking around at everyone.

The captain went to check if everyone was ok (breaking the fourth wall: if anyone want to ask or try something, wheter it be on character or not, feel free to do so)

(What are blood (for lack of a better word) benders known for? Do certain races or magic have alignments, if so what are they? Do certain races or sub-races hate each other?)
Raz began to go around and try to get the poison out of people's systems so they could get themselves bandaged up or find someone who knows how to.

Pelleas figured there wasn't much he could do besides crowd control, but it was something. Along the way, he was able to recruit a few others to help him out with different sections of the ship so the passengers didn't get in the way. On portions of the deck, he caught glimpses of red here and there, where there were certain passengers who had fallen. He tried to shut it out, but it was more difficult than anticipated.
He then heard someone cry out that their son was dead, but all he could do was just make sure others weren't panicking more than they already were. Pelleas looked over and saw an Elven woman- a Sun Elf like himself- crouching over a much younger member of the same race. He closed his eyes.
Shut it out… Shut it out…
Pelleas felt his palms start to sweat, and he was trembling a bit.

Raz had been able to help most of the injured, though she was crestfallen when she couldn't save a boy. His mother cried over his body and she couldn't do anything about it.
After she was done helping she walked back to the sons' mother and asked for his name. She told her it was Flynn. "I will make a story for your son." She said. "So he will live on."
Raz walked over to where Palleas was doing crowd control. "Having trouble with the blood?" She asked, making sure to hide her hands in the robe, as they were bloody from helping.

Pelleas shook his head.
"No, it's okay. I'm steering clear," he lied.
He just hoped he wouldn't end up fainting, as it was something that sometimes happened when this very particular type of fear overwhelmed him.

Raz raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? She asked with a slight smirk. "Cause you look basically dripping with sweat." She adjusted her sleeves so that he could see her hands were covered with blood.