[color=bc8dbf][center][h1]Satilla Valen[/h1][/center][/color]

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] By the wagon
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] Kyra, Keystone, Sana.[/center]

 
 [color=bc8dbf]“Of course, I will head there right away.”[/color] The witch replied to Kyra with a tired smile and a nod. The temple was indeed the place for a healer to be at a time like this. She'd be able to provide medical aid to those in need, learn the latest developments on the situation or to be more precise the latest decline of the situation. Cause things were going from bad to worse by the hour it seemed. She only hoped the temple had better stocks of medical ingredients than her own because she wouldn't be able to use too much of her own without leaving the group lacking in healing possibilities in the future.

 Satilla then followed quickly after Keystone and Sana. Her muscles hurt from the movement, but it wasn't anything too serious. Just the regular aftereffects of lack of decent sleep and not really good position to stay in while traveling or resting. She was just a little bit stiff for the moment.

 [color=bc8dbf]“I really hope the temple's holding up well... ”[/color] She said now walking next to Keystone, but not too close in case something happens so she doesn't bump into Sana.[color=bc8dbf]” If they don't know how to affect your health for the better, miss Sana, I'm personally out of ideas.... Unless the only thing I've not tried is to transfer health directly into you again, but I'm afraid of possible backlashes like with the ordinary healing magic...”[/color] Satilla said with apologetic voice, feeling really bad about not able to help the bard more.