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expiationlogs2023-06-07 02:30 pm
scythedance) wrote in expiationlogs2023-06-07 02:30 pm
[open] JUNE CATCH ALL
Who: Astralin and you!
Where: Astralin's farm, Aldrip, and the tavern.
What: June catch all!
Warnings: None for now.
i.
[Astralin had been busy fending off monsters as best as he could. So, in the aftermath of everything, you can find him in the streets of Aldrip lingering around the injured citizens who approach him for help. Gladly offering his abilities, despite how muted his healing powers were. Still, it was the least he could do, since they were helpful to him during the building of his farm, and he sits at the edge of one of the benches, where the injured come up to him and point out where they're injured.
It's not hard work, and his hands glow momentarily to ease their pains and bruises. Luckily, not needing to actually touch them to heal them, but it does take more of his energy than usual. Although, he doesn't let that show, and he motions the next person to come toward him once he's finished with that particular person.
Feel free to approach him while he's healing people. He wouldn't mind the chat to keep up his literal spirit energy to heal these folks.]
ii.
a.
[After healing a conga line of people, Astralin can be found relaxing on his farm with the animals. He's in the barn with one of the cows, and several chickens that had been spooked after the whole ordeal. Luckily, he seems to calm them down after a few peaceful moments of reassuring them with words and gentle touches to ease their nerves. Astralin himself rather tired after healing so many people at once, and at minimum power, but he'd live.
Once he manages to calm down his animals, you can now find him in the middle of the fields, where he uses his awfully large scythe to cut down any weeds that surround the fields. His eyes looking heavy, but again, he doesn't let it bother him in the slightest. It was his job to help the people, so he'd do just that. Not to mention, the fields wouldn't work themselves. He'd have to do it anyway, despite his slowly looming exhaustion.]
b.
[Alternatively, after all his hard work, he can be found at the tavern enjoying a nice beer, and a large tray of. Well. Vegetables. Since the man hardly ate meat. He looks very tired at this point, but he's enjoying his platter of vegetables, and his ale in hand.]
Where: Astralin's farm, Aldrip, and the tavern.
What: June catch all!
Warnings: None for now.
i.
[Astralin had been busy fending off monsters as best as he could. So, in the aftermath of everything, you can find him in the streets of Aldrip lingering around the injured citizens who approach him for help. Gladly offering his abilities, despite how muted his healing powers were. Still, it was the least he could do, since they were helpful to him during the building of his farm, and he sits at the edge of one of the benches, where the injured come up to him and point out where they're injured.
It's not hard work, and his hands glow momentarily to ease their pains and bruises. Luckily, not needing to actually touch them to heal them, but it does take more of his energy than usual. Although, he doesn't let that show, and he motions the next person to come toward him once he's finished with that particular person.
Feel free to approach him while he's healing people. He wouldn't mind the chat to keep up his literal spirit energy to heal these folks.]
ii.
a.
[After healing a conga line of people, Astralin can be found relaxing on his farm with the animals. He's in the barn with one of the cows, and several chickens that had been spooked after the whole ordeal. Luckily, he seems to calm them down after a few peaceful moments of reassuring them with words and gentle touches to ease their nerves. Astralin himself rather tired after healing so many people at once, and at minimum power, but he'd live.
Once he manages to calm down his animals, you can now find him in the middle of the fields, where he uses his awfully large scythe to cut down any weeds that surround the fields. His eyes looking heavy, but again, he doesn't let it bother him in the slightest. It was his job to help the people, so he'd do just that. Not to mention, the fields wouldn't work themselves. He'd have to do it anyway, despite his slowly looming exhaustion.]
b.
[Alternatively, after all his hard work, he can be found at the tavern enjoying a nice beer, and a large tray of. Well. Vegetables. Since the man hardly ate meat. He looks very tired at this point, but he's enjoying his platter of vegetables, and his ale in hand.]
[1/2]
... It's [— not the main reason he came here for.] more than I could ask for, really.
[He's a little bit skeptical at the man's readiness, at first. His attention turns towards his own chest, to the glowing hand held up in front of him. Magic doesn't exist where he came from, but he learned from the occasional visit paid to Aldrip's clerics, what healing magic often manifests itself like.
A ticklish irony fills him every time this reinvigorating warmth slowly spreads throughout his body. It's as if the healer's very life force is flowing into him. Warmth itself is alien and ironic — and the very opposite of the explosive pleasure he feels when he takes a life.]