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

[center][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color]  The Tower  
[color=bc8dbf]Interacting With:[/color]  The Group [/center]

 Everything happened rather fast and the locked door was blown, allowing them to see and enter into the room. What she didn't expect though was Thomas rushing forward. There was a certain sound of cloth tearing as the younger man found himself inside the room, displaying a certain rather well tailored... underlinens. 

 [color=bc8dbf]“Ohhh my.”[/color] Satilla said rather calmly, but with hints of slight embarrassment and concern, placing a hand on her cheek. Almost like a big sister worried about a younger sibling who just fell after tripping and ripped his trousers.” Thomas...” She started to call him when the hooded figure spoke. It was different from what she imagined and expected. Now there was this other thing that he said and she made a little bit of mental reasoning.

 [color=bc8dbf]“Thomas, come back here, right now!”[/color] She called him with rather stern voice, not taking her eyes off the hooded figure and the person in the bed. The witch couldn't see the one in the bed's state, but the way that man worded it, this was possible desease or curse? Any sort of malady was very dangerous.[color=bc8dbf]” What has befallen him?” [/color]She asked, half from healer obligation, half of trying to get more info to see if this was just a trap.