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

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

 [color=bc8dbf]“Of course, miss Cyneburg. I will heal those right away.”[/color] The witch stated, as she slowly and carefully touched the druid’s shoulder, closing her eyes. Sensing the hot muscles and skin underneath her fingers. Those burns, they were in the field of moderate wounds as far as the witch was about to determine. It was going to be bad if she went with light cure and it turned out moderate. Thus she decided to not take chances and go with the medium heal.

 Taking a deep breath, she molded her ability and gently let it flow into the wounded woman. Satilla liked healing, it made her feel useful and to an extend safer. People didn’t target healers that often… with notable exceptions of course.

[color=bc8dbf] “There, this should be better…”[/color] She eventually said, taking a deep breath as she felt a piece of her energy vanish after the use of the spell.[color=bc8dbf]” How are you feeling, miss Cyneburg?” [/color]She asked, hoping the wounds weren’t worse than she anticipated.

 By the time the healing ended, Satilla finally heard the newcomer introduce himself. It was a rather cute way of talking really. It was clear he hadn’t mastered the common tongue, but was still able to talk to an extend at least. For a moment in the witch’s head the new half-orc appeared almost like a child, before she shook those thoughts away. He could still be a danger… and she feared that, so she kept quiet.

 When it was decided that they had to now go, the witch took it with almost a relieve. The sooner they got away from the forest and into the safet…. Relative safety of a town, the better! She gave the newcomer a nod, as they passed him and quickly hurried after the vagon, trying to keep near and behind it as best as she could.