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[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

The first to arrive was Roxie, someone that Aurum was grateful to recognize. Unfortunately, he could also recognize the telltale signs of injury covering her. Bandaged and bruised, the wincing and wheezing did nothing to avail the proxy's fears over how the Typhoon was doing. However, unbeknownst to him, Roxie hadn't actually had most of those wounds inflicted by the meteor, the angel unaware of any other possible threats to the reaver. Despite his worries, Aurum offered Roxie a smile back as soon as he saw her, a soft chuckle leaving him, "Hey there, Roxie. Not so much what the cat dragged in as that damned meteor." He shook his head a little bit as he remembered the earth shaking quakes that had happened in the swamp dwelling group after the meteor had struck. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it had been like in the Typhoon, even as he could see the full extent of the damage before his very eyes. Sighing heavily, the lion explained as he gestured to the wood and other supplies he had brought with him, "Tanglewood is doing... alright. We're obviously in a much better state than here, but I couldn't bring as much wood as I wanted to, since quite a few of our own buildings are in a sorry state. The ground started quaking in the town as soon as the meteor struck." The tremors were still fresh on his mind, the panic he had felt then still souring his veins.

Even though the panic and worry he had felt for his fellow tanglers at the time was tremendous, he could imagine it must've been much worse here at the time. After all, they had not only the tremors to worry about, but also the impact and the ensuing waves. As if on cue, one who was effected by those monstrous waves approached in the form of Aphra, coming over and pressing against Roxie's side. Aurum resisted the urge to wince at the sight of her, able to see the injuries that had struck her as well. Dipping his head in greeting to her, he explained softly, "Still... even though we've got our own things to worry about, the Typhoon and Tanglewood are allies. It's only proper that we give you some supplies in your time of need. I wish we could give you more, but hopefully this will be enough to keep your sages stocked, and help get a few buildings back in shape..." He could only hope their recovery was swift, and that no more tragedies would strike them anytime soon.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.