all my life i've been heading for hell ❂ tangle capture, open

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

A grunt would escape the akhlut, standing by the boulder, Sebastian's voice washing over the Sage, followed by One's own. The quiet presences of his groupmates were enough to tell him they were all re-living the flashflood that had wreaked havoc upon their home. The subdued air around them .... he did not like this. The capture might bring morale to some of the more blood thirsty, few that they were, but the aid of another healer was necessary in this situation.

Clearing his throat as he looked to the clearly exhausted Moth, his gaze softened in slight sympathy before it was gone, "This is Moth, a woman with great medical skill. She is not to be harmed - in fact, she is to be treated with respect and dignity. She has been brought here to help us with Margaret's injuries. If you harm a hair upon her, there will be punishment for going against my rules. Moth is a capture, until the time that Margaret's eye has been attended, and if Oneheart needs the aid, until everyone's injuries are looked after.", he would speak in a solemn voice, gaze cutting over everyone. "We are far from the other groups - she is far from home, and I have promised her that she will be taken back home once her work is done here.", he would continue to speak.

"Moth is allowed free reign of our camp and territory, and is to be treated as one of us until it is time for her to go home.", he barked, "I entrust Moth to you, Oneheart, do as you need and help her get settled in. Horizon and Sebastian, I expect you to pass the information along to those you see who are not in attendance now.", he would gruff, nodding his head to the Knight and Greenhorn.

#psychosocial.