Blossom Bower
A vibrant glade of lush grasses and trees that bloom during all but the coldest of seasons. The sweet fragrance of spring flowers hangs in the air and delicate petals float on the wind and a gentle creek flows through the green meadow.
[Open - AW] Familar Enough Habits
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OOC Date: 11-06-2024, 05:06 PM
IC THREAD DATE: 10/04/2024  in  Blossom Bower  —  
VAGRANT
VAGRANT
Species Male Striped Hyena
Build Adult Athletic 45"
Trade EXPERT ARTISAN
Trade NOVICE HERBALIST
Health6 Dexterity1
Arcana 5 Medicine 4
Charisma 2 Perception 1
Constitution 3 Stealth 1
Deception 1 Strength 1
MagicVAMPIRE
MagicTELEKINESIS
Magic
Magic
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Sometimes being a vampire really felt like a drawback. He hates having to avoid the morbing sun on his skin. There once was a time, when he was young- before the vampiric traits took hold that he could sit in the sun. So he can only agree with Larkspur as she spoke out. "Yes I guess I have stayed out in the sun for longer than I should." his long tail gives a careful flick as he sighs. "Sometimes I just really miss the sun," he admits, wincing as more salve is applied. But no matter how he missed the sun Balthazar needed to remind himself to stick to the shade and shadows."A few of these are on the verge of bleeding. You'll be sensitive for a while longer I think." He nods and gives another groan. It was his own fault after all. "I'll be careful-- keep an eye on them the best I can." he reassures her.


He can only wait as she applies the cream to his wings, getting everything prepared for Reed to assist with. A notion that sounded more comfortable- not that he minded Lark's help- but it was different with Reed's touch. Something he didnt care if others understood.

"Don't worry about them rabbits, I'll keep 'em away fir ya." He tries to reassure her. "You just focus on finding your sister." that was the important thing.

I will try your salve Bal, don't worry. I'm just focusing on your wings - you have open wounds. I imagine the last thing you'd want is an infection in your wings or your back," Good she needed to use the Salve. He nods to her and gives a soft smile. "s-sorry if I seemed to push it on you, I just want to see you better. he admits to her. The last thing he wants is for any of them to get infection- they sucked and were hard to rid at times. He can only nod as she spoke of feathered wings. After all his knowledge on them were slightly limited, he After all had leathery ones. He took the information like a hungry animal; anything he learns is helpful.


-- Time skip, grabbing drift wood --

Luck was on his side today as he searches the beach, the wood he needed had washed ashore. He took it quickly and brought it over to where the gate will be. Setting it down he turns to grab the vines in his mouth, using his Telekinesis to hold the gate up where it belongs, he starts to fasten it into place. "Dat should do it!" he remarks, finishing the gate.

Finally he turns to Lark, "Thankyou, for all of your help Lark!"