06-04-2018, 11:20 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Bastille seemed more stable this week, Rin reflected as she approached, but then perhaps he was simply getting better at hiding his grief. The shock of Starrynight’s fate had dulled somewhat, but the pain was likely to last a while even for her, who had barely known him- it must have been even worse for those who had known him, if Bastille’s previous drunkenness was any indication. That sort of sadness didn’t just go away within a week and never return.
Even with Starrynight still hanging over their heads, the sheer amount of new and returning members was worthy of celebration. The Ascendants would live on, even as its members came and went. ”Welcome,” she echoed, glancing over at Joel and the other newcomers. She actually still needed to get her pendant back, but she could worry about that after the meeting. In regards to Maes, all she could do was dip her head. Even though she knew that risky use of magic had consequences beyond those curable by medicine, and that resuscitating someone who had lost both hind legs was essentially impossible, it was still difficult to deal with, and she could imagine it was all the worse for Roy.
Hearing her name and the offer attached to it, Rin blinked, then glanced down at her paws, deep in thought. Being a Corporal would be simpler, but she lacked combat training, something that would naturally be expected of such a position. Becoming a Cleric, though... was it really right for her to take the place of someone who actually knew what they were doing (or at least, knew that dry wounds were easier to treat than wet ones), even if that someone was Radeken? Could she learn all the necessary knowledge as she went? Was she qualified- was she good enough?
Then again, if she didn’t learn now, and Radeken vanished again, they would be right back where they originally were. Perhaps she couldn’t guarantee the patients’ survival, but if she could increase their odds by even a little bit, that was better than nothing. She would just have to become qualified, as scary as that prospect was in the wake of recent events. ”I’ll take Cleric,” she said finally, glancing up at Bastille. ”And congratulations to the others.”
Tanglewood was not a group she knew much about, other than that they had previously been enemies, but it was probably to their advantage to end the fighting. Bastille was clearly unhappy about the prospect, however, so she would have to stay on her guard- lest this “Beck” individual pose a problem. Seeing as how that was apparently all, Rin stood and left, in the direction of the complex- there had to be some herbal books there.
Even with Starrynight still hanging over their heads, the sheer amount of new and returning members was worthy of celebration. The Ascendants would live on, even as its members came and went. ”Welcome,” she echoed, glancing over at Joel and the other newcomers. She actually still needed to get her pendant back, but she could worry about that after the meeting. In regards to Maes, all she could do was dip her head. Even though she knew that risky use of magic had consequences beyond those curable by medicine, and that resuscitating someone who had lost both hind legs was essentially impossible, it was still difficult to deal with, and she could imagine it was all the worse for Roy.
Hearing her name and the offer attached to it, Rin blinked, then glanced down at her paws, deep in thought. Being a Corporal would be simpler, but she lacked combat training, something that would naturally be expected of such a position. Becoming a Cleric, though... was it really right for her to take the place of someone who actually knew what they were doing (or at least, knew that dry wounds were easier to treat than wet ones), even if that someone was Radeken? Could she learn all the necessary knowledge as she went? Was she qualified- was she good enough?
Then again, if she didn’t learn now, and Radeken vanished again, they would be right back where they originally were. Perhaps she couldn’t guarantee the patients’ survival, but if she could increase their odds by even a little bit, that was better than nothing. She would just have to become qualified, as scary as that prospect was in the wake of recent events. ”I’ll take Cleric,” she said finally, glancing up at Bastille. ”And congratulations to the others.”
Tanglewood was not a group she knew much about, other than that they had previously been enemies, but it was probably to their advantage to end the fighting. Bastille was clearly unhappy about the prospect, however, so she would have to stay on her guard- lest this “Beck” individual pose a problem. Seeing as how that was apparently all, Rin stood and left, in the direction of the complex- there had to be some herbal books there.
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