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

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color] Storehouse
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color] Medieval Xmen[/center]

  Satilla had woken up very early even after yesterday’s events. She did go to sleep fast once the shelter of the storehouse was present, but still. Her little kitty, Skittles, woke her up sometime before sunrise. She didn’t really like that too much, but there was no much choice in the matter. Similar to how mages and priests had to prepare their spells each day, the witch herself also had to do it if she was to use any magic. With her eyes slightly closed, she reached out to her bound familiar, the cat also simply relaxed next to her. That was how a witch prepared her spells. The familiar acted as a magic library for their magics and they had to prepare them like this by mentally conversing with the cat as strange as that sounded.

 By the time she was done with her preparations, she realized time had rolled by pretty quick. Some of the group had already woken up it seemed. Including the silver haired human, the newly arrived bard, Keystone ( who wasn’t a surprise t oher for some reason.) and Cyneburg also.

 [color=bc8dbf]“Good morning, everyone.” [/color]Satilla also greeted the druid and the others. After that she slowly crawled out of her sleeping bag with a small yawn which she covered with a hand. At that point she realized the druid was still injured with burns![color=bc8dbf]” Hold still for a little, miss. I will heal you right away!”[/color] The witch said as she quickly moved over to Cyneburg, before nearly tripping herself at a realization.[color=bc8dbf]” If you wish me to that is… I also can prepare some salves if you prefer that.”[/color]