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SPIRITS IN MY ROOM FRIEND OR FOE?
Since his tumble off the cliff two months ago, Mazekit hadn't been able to walk very well. His limbs were steal healing from the whole ordeal and his body still needed the time to heal - time he wasn't giving it - but as time went on, the more the male had thought that he wasn't ever going to be able to become a warrior. He was already limping when he walked, unable to move his legs all the way, and so he wanted to learn how to be helpful in other ways, and with his apprenticeship coming up closer and closer he couldn't help but worry about what it was, exactly that he would do in order to be helpful in his home.
When his father had called for the tryouts though, Mazekit had an idea. Maybe he could learn some medicine, and figure out some fighting on the side. Small things that made it so he could protect himself if need-be, but he wasn't planning on going out into battle any time soon, so he should be fine, right? Coming forward and soon sitting down, the Pendragon child would look over to his father before speaking. "I wanna learn some herbs Mapa." He was fine with herbs, having had the smell of them stuck in his nose for a whole two months. At least he wouldn't gag when he came into contact with them.
When his father had called for the tryouts though, Mazekit had an idea. Maybe he could learn some medicine, and figure out some fighting on the side. Small things that made it so he could protect himself if need-be, but he wasn't planning on going out into battle any time soon, so he should be fine, right? Coming forward and soon sitting down, the Pendragon child would look over to his father before speaking. "I wanna learn some herbs Mapa." He was fine with herbs, having had the smell of them stuck in his nose for a whole two months. At least he wouldn't gag when he came into contact with them.
[b]MAZEKIT PENDRAGON — PALM GLADES — PENNED BY TIKKI — [color=#68786f]BIO