[center][h1]River[/h1][/center]

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River had spent the day before prepping, casting healing spells to greet the timing just right between cooldowns, as well as practicing with his whip so that he may help more in combat. Every couple of hours he took a break, sat on the ground and began to meditate, helping him calm down, refocus and get back into the flow of combat and casting. Once the night drew near he made his way towards the room and slept.
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The following day River walked in silence as they trecked on towards the dungeon. His hands began to fidget with his wand, tapping it against his leg occasionally. His emerald eyes looked down at the green grass as they made their way to the Savage Fields. The name alone worried River as he quickly began to feel anxious towards being the guilds sole healer. Once they arrived there Reylan gave his speech and handed everyone some rations of food for the next few days. [Color=82ca9d]"Alright, I have Botany and gathering skills as well, so...if need be I can forage for more food I just cant cook any so it'll mainly be berries and the like."[/color]