[center][h2]Gwyneria[/h2][/center]

Gwyneria stilled a bit in surprise at Cicero's hug, then finished healing Dalious and returned it as she could. [color=teal]"As I am you.[/color] Then swiftly looked to see the injury. [color=teal]"Especially with how you keep managing to injure yourself.[/color] She placed her hands over the wound and started to heal what she could, thankful that Dalious hadn't been as much on the verge of death as he'd seemed. 


[hider=Cicero's Injury, success]
1d20 = 11, success!
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Her touch instantly healed the wound, thankfully also minor. She then listened to the others before glancing over to check if the newcomer, Fyr, was injured. She'd need to work to spare herself some for what might come ahead, but she could still take care of what she could. She nodded at Fyr's greeting. [color=teal]"A pleasure to make your acquaintance.[/color]


Fyr would notice that her feet were clad in finely made, light, but travel-worn boots in the style of the same frozen land he called home, though of high quality make.