[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

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TIME:  Night

LOCATION: The Grand Ball, Roshmi City

INTERACTIONS: [@13org] Myra, Malachi [@princess], [@Potter]Belladonna.

O’Ner was galloping away from the ballroom; wanting as much distance as he could. After riding for what he assumed was a few miles away he stopped Tulip  who looked annoyed throughout the whole ordeal. Getting off Tulip and quickly checking on Myra; from the look of her injuries she had a concerning head wound. He was starting to become concerned about her; he didn’t know if he could heal her with his kind of magic. If he could get her to one of his hideouts then he could have Philip or one of his servants heal her. “You poor poor girl; it was my fault for getting involved; you could have escaped or succeeded killing that beast” Shaking his head feeling terrible about what just transpired. 

Taking a deep sigh and getting back on Tulip; looking back at Myra with a sadden look on his face. Trotting off towards the shipyard in hopes to get on an airship and get off this island with Myra. Riding quickly before he noticed two figures in front of him; he could not tell because of the darkness surrounding them.  Trotting closer towards the two figures keeping his staff close to him in case they are hostile. Moving closer he noticed it was a male and female form the ball. He wondered if they knew Myra and could help her. “You there i have seen you during the ball; this girl is injured would you be able to heal her?” He asked keeping his distance between him and the two figures.