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It is little, and broken, but it is Home.
Private Halyven 
Roscorro the Dragon Heart
Currently championing: Caevoc
#7
ROSCORRO
He was not a native of the rift, so he did not know of the poison that flowed in her veins. Nor the cause. "It's just a little further." He said in reassuring tones. They were not far from their destination as the building loomed before them. He had no problem bearing her weight, his powerful build easily carrying the burden. had he not been born with the spine upon his back, he could have carried her across it, if it came to that. The sun beat down on his dark pelt, causing a sheen of sweat to covered his body despite his hardiness towards hot weather. As she began muttering to him he continued to walk, leading her into the shade of one of the crumbling buildings. The cool touch of the shade lighted upon his wet skin, causing it to twitch.

There he remained beside her, unsure of what to do. he looked about for any possible source of water, but the heat had dried up any moister within the city. "That's better. Out of the sun and heat." He said, trying to keep her focus on him. He was afraid to let her fall asleep. What if the poison killed her while she slept? He felt a heat rise within him. A familiar flame that soon rose to his skin, filling the air with what would have been a pleasant warmth if the world they were in was not so hot.

His heart leaped in his chest. Up until now he had thought that the Rift had ignored his trails. But it had indeed given him a gift. Though it was not the one he had expected to receive. He felt the magic flow through his blood That warmth reached out towards Akumi. It would fill her down to her very bones before retreating, drawing the poison with it as it healed that which was sick. As it settled back within the stallion he felt a weariness settle over his body from its use. His head dropped slightly before he turned it back towards Akumi, unsure of what had just happened.

"Talk."

But You Cannot Break My Hope!
I'm Still Undefeated!
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@Akumi

Roscorro uses his healing magic for the first time to rid Akumi of her poison. Though he's now quite tired because of it.
You have my permission to use magic/force against Roscorro.
Maiming and killing is not allowed, though. 


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RE: It is little, and broken, but it is Home. - by Roscorro - 02-11-2018, 11:07 PM