Date: 2022-02-25 02:55 pm (UTC)
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He nods at her assessment of herself, doesn't press, and washes a healing spell over his own wounds almost as an afterthought as he looks around.

"I've lost track of all the others," he admits, "I'm not sure if that was part of their plan or not. I'm sure they'll send a search party but," he shakes his head, "You're right, we won't make it that long out in the open," he pulls the hood of his coat back up, the scarf back around his face. He closes his eyes for a moment and perhaps she could be forgiven for thinking that he's using some kind of secret power that makes him the hero in so many stories.

Really, though, it's just basic conjury, a child being trained could do it. It's harder here, where the aether of the land seems fainter, where everything feels like a pull towards that insane tower, but he can sense it, the pulse of life in the ground, all the same.

"This way," he says, after a moment, "There's a stream not far from here. I don't know if there will be shelter there or not, but it seems like a good place for someone to have built one." If she has a different idea, he'll be more than happy to listen, but in the absence of that, he's headed the direction he indicated.
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