Fisher of Peace (Open)

[Keyta]

Keyta was carried to a bed where she was simply laid upon. This bed was plain white, and luckily the scratchy blankets used never touched her skin through the cloak. It felt nice to be on a bed rather than in the arms of Serrif, and it was far easier to keep an eye on both of them. From almost no where at all, another woman walked up to Keyta, and introduced herself as Metis. Metis stood shorter than Blythe but was definitely of the same race. Metis also had a completely different style from Blythe with her hair tied up and a pink strapless dress on. Metis asked questions to Blythe and Keyta did nothing more but watch everything from under the hood, only her mouth showing to everyone. When Blythe mentioned to Metis that Keyta had broken her bones, the second Konti girl then looked back at the kelvic and reached down for the hood. Keyta responded quickly by tossing her left arm on top of her hood to make sure that this Metis woman didn’t raise it to expose her face to the sunlight. When Keyta tossed her arm up however, she lifted half of the cloak exposing her body to this woman showing that she was indeed nude under her cover. The new konti woman saw this and seemed to freeze in her motions, she then looked back at Blythe and asked, “The girl, she’s without clothes?” Even Keyta raised a brow at the question, was it so hard to see for herself that the little girl was indeed naked right in front of you? Keyta carefully lifted a portion of the hood and eyed the woman to see that she was even blushing a bright red at the sight of Keyta without clothes. Metis noticed and then asked, “And she’s not a konti? Do you know what race she is?” Keyta looked over at the both of them wondering if either of them actually saw her before she fell. Was Keyta’s secret actually about to be exposed? She frantically looked at them both, Blythe looked clueless, but Serrif, he seemed to know exactly what she was. Keyta’s eyes grew large and she almost panicked worrying that Serrif actually knew. The small kelvic quickly pulled the hood over her head to hide her face and try to calm herself from worrying so much, hopefully he wouldn’t actually know anything.

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

Serrif was relieved when the healer finally entered. His body finally relaxed and well it seemed like she was going to get the help she needed. That was what he was looking for here. Help for this girl. He listened the woman's name was Metis. She looked young but it seemed like all Konti women looked young. Well what was what he had observed so far. Blythe looked younger than him; which meant that she may be older or just as old as he was. He had no real gauge of women here but he had observed that they all looked young and beautiful. So they all aged well; giving him no real idea how old or young they really were. He looked Metis over and wasn't sure what made her a healer. But then again she hadn't flexed her skills just yet. This was what he was really curious about. What could this woman do? Could she really mend the girls leg and arm? And if so how fast could it be done. He had taken an interest in healing and the arts of herbalism philtering and medicine. Mostly for the purposes of healing but he was also interested in poison and how to counter what they did. That was more for his own interests and knowledge than anything else. He was tired out but he took an interest in what was about to happen here. He was fascinated really more than anything. He sat up and watched good thing his vision was behaving now. Otherwise this would be odd and impossible to observe. "I..." He saw the girl hide and begin to worry. He wasn't sure why but he wanted to help protect her if he could. And well it didn't matter what race she was when they went to heal her bones did it? No he weighed it all out and he wanted to keep the girl calm, and well he wasn't sure of much here right now so he would keep everything in line. He saw her panic and his decision was final."..am not sure what race she is myself." He wasn't sure if any of that information was relevant or not but hey it could help somehow. He stood and untied his makeshift backpack and then gently laid it on the ground. He stretched some and then realized just how tall he was to everyone around him. He was a decent amount taller than both of the women. Especially the healer. He watched and didn't mean to come across as anything but curious. Maybe the healer would notice just how sickly he was. And she did once he rose. "Are you ok sir?" She asked curiously noting how unhealthy he looked. Maybe she sensed more maybe not but Serrif shrugged. "We can talk about me later M'Lady can you please see to the girl for now?" He wanted to get the girl help. He could always come back if things got too out of hand. Well he figured by himself he could stumble to the temple in about 20 minutes since he would only have his own weight to worry about. That being said he was again more worried about the girl. He didn't want to give away how ill he really felt. Again he didn't know what this woman was capable of and well he wanted to see just how powerful her healing abilities were. Maybe she would lay her hands on the girl a wondrous blinding light would shoot down from the heavens and the girl would be healed perfectly...maybe. It was far more likely that the two of them would have to stay here for a little bit of time to see to the girl. He didn't mind all that much because all his things were here. But the girl tended to like Blythe's presence more than his own. Maybe she would learn to like him; maybe not. But the bottom line he was going to make sure she healed right.

[Blythe]

"She seems human," Blythe commented rather absently. She was biting her bottom lip, and her arms were crossed over her chest. She was feeling rather antsy; impatient to hear the diagnosis Metis gave Keyta. She wanted to know precisely what was wrong, and that the girl would be ok. Blythe did of course, understand that it would take some time for Keyta to heal, and that she may be in pain for quite some time. That, and her leg may never quite be the same. Growing far to anxious to contain herself, Blythe asked, "so do you know what's wrong with her? Is there anything you can do?" Metis pulled her eyes away from Serrif and returned her gaze to Blythe. "I would need to look again to be certain, but it appears as though she has broken a few bones, as you said, and has taken quite the beating. She definitely has a few bruises, and will be in pain for a while. I'm not yet sure if she is bleeding internally." "Well, can you fix it?" Blythe asked impatiently, her eyes glowing with fear. She hoped the girl wasn't bleeding, or too bruised, that could be dangerous couldn't it? Perhaps even fatal. Of course, Blythe couldn't be positively certain, knowing so little of medicine, but she knew that it couldn't be good. The less damage the better, and the faster Keyta's recovery would be. Growing unnerved with the forcefulness of Blythe's questions, Metis' brows furrowed. "I shall see what I can do for her, at least to make her more comfortable. We have herbs for the pain... and we can reset her leg... this cast," Metis gestured to the work Serrif had performed on Keyta's leg, "or whatever it is supposed to be, simply will not do." Where were her manners? Blythe wondered. Seriously. After all, considering what they had to work with, they had seemed to do a decent job with the brace. Or rather Serrif had, she hadn't really done much to help. "And perhaps we can do something about those nasty bruises," Metis added before she seemed to glide back over the grass and into the Opal Temple. Bitch, Blythe's brain whispered as she watched the woman go, her pale pink dress dragging behind her. Blythe's mouth hung open as her eyes grew wide with shock. Blythe! she scolded herself, you stop thinking such things this instant! Or Lynn shall know and wash your mouth out with soap as soon as you get home! Blythe forced herself to close her mouth. Best not to look like an idiot in front of strangers, she thought. Within a few moments, Blythe had rid the thought from her mind, just as the bitch... erm, healer, returned with a small, brown woven wicker basket dangling from the middle of her right arm, just below the elbow. Well its about time, Blythe thought, as Metis said, "now lets see what we can do for you." OOCLynn is Blythe's mother. Also, I think it's only fair that Keyta decide just how well Metis does healing her. I just don't think we could create an NPC with a gnosis, so keep that in mind!

[Keyta]

Keyta watched this Metis from underneath her hood and was beginning to wonder why she had a certain tone that seemed like she didn’t care about anyone else. This was not a good thought to have when this is the person that is about to try and “help” you. If this woman didn’t care about others, would she actually end up helping, or would she just say she did something and move one? Either way, Metis returned from a long absence with a basket full of odd supplies, some of the things in the basket reminded her of plants, but they almost looked fake. “Now let’s see what we can do for you,” the shorter konti woman said as she placed her basket on a table near Keyta’s bed. The first item that was pulled out was a knife, as soon as Keyta saw it reflect light from the sun she tried to squirm away from it but Metis grabbed hold of her and demanded she remain still. Keyta froze in fear, and looked over to Blythe, as she did, Metis took the blade to the rope holding her braces on, and instead of just cutting near the knot and unraveling it, she cut all the way up each rope, leaving several smaller ropes remains. Keyta’s arm shifted as the brace fell off and pain shot throughout her body again and tears began to flood her eyes. Without any delay, Metis took a strong grip of Keyta’s arm and pulled it straight out forcing the arm to straighten and a loud pop to sound. The small girl’s back arched and her head flew back and more tears streamed down her face. Keyta’s body was now completely out of the cloak and only her head remained hidden from the sunlight. Metis took out some kind of fabric and wrapped it snug and firm around and around her arm, all the way from the top till she reached Keyta’s elbow. The konti woman then bent Keyta’s arm at a ninety degree angle and continued to carefully and evenly wrap her arm to her wrist. When her wrist was covered, Metis took the fabric and wrapped it between Keyta’s pointer finger and thumb and then began to wrap back up her arm till she reached the shoulder again. Once she did, Metis pulled out some other odd fabric that was far thicker. She started at the top of Keyta’s arm again and wrapped down her arm but further apart than before and continued till she reached her hand and then back up her arm. Metis pulled out three metal pins that she then folded over the top of the cast to keep it from moving about. This woman then looked Keyta’s body over, looking at each of the bruises and then wanting to examine Keyta’s face. One quick movement, Metis grabbed hold of the hood and threw it over Keyta’s head, leaving Keyta to shut her eyes and try her best to hide from the light. Sure enough, Keyta’s face was also covered in dark bruising, but her skin was also oddly pale, almost as though she had never been in the sun before. Keyta’s skin seemed to be even more pale than the konti woman that were working to help her. Metis’s hands began to touch her body as she examined every spot on her body, even on her back. Metis did however completely forget about Keyta’s leg and began added pressure to it and causing another snap along with Keyta’s to thrash about in pain. One of Metis’s hands where still on Keyta’s chest which the scared and hurting girl then reach forward and bit down on firmly. The bite began to draw blood as Metis tried vigorously to free her arm from Keyta’s mouth. More concerned about her own arm rather than her patient’s health, Metis took her arm that was still on Keyta’s leg and pressed down again forcing pain throughout Keyta’s small body and forcing Keyta’s mouth to open from the pain. Metis left the area to once again grab more supplies and most likely to get her arm wrapped up as well. Little Keyta didn’t know why she did what she did, but it was just one instinctive movement and she didn’t mean to hurt anyone. This began to remind her of her fights with Lavidyth and she hoped she hadn’t made another enemy in such a short amount of time. After almost an entire hour seemed to pass, Metis returned with her arm only wrapped where Keyta had bitten her, and with another person walking behind her. Without an introduction the newest lady said “Hello, I would like to apologize, it seems my apprentice was having trouble with our newest patient.” This woman seemed much taller than both Blythe and Metis, looking almost six feet tall. She had more blonde than white hair, and light scales rimmed her forehead that twinkled a soft pink color. “My name is Remitah, and I will help our kelvic patient from here,” she added as she looked at Keyta. Both Keyta and Metis looked at her in confusion and almost scared. “How do you know she’s a kelvic Miss Remitah?” metis asked looking the small kelvic over, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. Keyta eyed the new konti amazed that she didn’t have to look anything else over and could tell almost instantly that Keyta was indeed a Kelvic. “Well the young one left quite an impressive mark on your arm, and most children don’t fall from high areas while running about without clothes.” Metis then asked how she knew the girl had fallen without anyone telling her and Remitah only said, "I can tell from the bruising and bone fractures she gathered that it was indeed a fall, and she rolled as well. I'd say nearly 9 meters or so from the looks of things." Keyta didn’t know what to think, she put the whole story together without even needing to be told, she simply looked at this Remitah in awe. Remitah began to delicately work on Keyta’s leg when she asked, “So how did she fall? Did any of you see the event happen?” While both Serrif and Blythe talked to her, Keyta was focused solely on how careful Remitah actually was, making sure not to lift anything in an odd direction, and even re-wrapped her arm to make it straighter. “There we go,” Remitah said softly while examining her own work, “Did you pay well attention Metis?” The shortest konti woman only nodded and turned her head almost in a shame-like fashion. “So do you have a name little one?” Remitah asked while looking down at Keyta. Keyta shook her head but couldn’t respond. “I’m assuming you’re a visitor here correct? Maybe your name is on the Dock’s Logs” Metis then left them all and returned shortly with a copy of the papers from the Docks. “Please tell me when you see your name, and we will give you a permanent record of your visit.” Remitah only had to show one page for apparently there were not many visitors who came to Konti Island. Keyta saw the familiar name and pointed at it with her left hand and Remitah responded, “I see, Keyta is it? They seem to have marked you as a Human as well, do you mind showing me what type of Kelvic you are so we may put this in your visit record?” Remitah handed Keyta a quill and a fresh paper that she held for her and Keyta drew a very child like drawing of a bat on the paper. “Thank-you dearest, now, do you have someone you will be staying with?” Keyta looked down back at Blythe and wondered if she would offer, or if she would truly be on her own for once. OOC'bout time i had a real sized post

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

The mention of internal bleeding pricked Serrif's senses a little. He felt his nerves fire and a slight feeling of fear wash over him. Internal bleeding was indeed something that was nearly impossible to heal; let alone control. He seemed to know more about medical that Blythe but just barely. He did know that internal bleeding was more than serious; but hopefully they had gotten lucky and the little girl hadn't done any real extensive damage. The healer commented on his brace and the man wasn't offended; he understood how one would think his work inadequate. He was just a first responder. Trying to stabilize the girls wounds so that they could do some real good when they brought her here. Serrif took his seat again as Meits left; somewhat deflated but honestly not surprised. "Well what you expect I'm not a healer." He said under his breath but surely Blythe would hear him. He felt something coming on again and he tried to hold it back he really did. His hands trembled so he laid them on his legs. He swallowed hard and then coughed some. He covered his mouth and coughed several more times; like he did before when they took the break from carrying the girl. He tasted copper again; that meant blood. He slowly moved his hand away from his mouth and saw some blood on it. What was going on? He tried to gain his composure again and well he was coming to slowly. He grabbed his waterskin and washed his hand off then drank some water about the time the healer came back with the herbs. Well it was time to watch someone who knew how to heal...or so he thought. What he was about to witness could in his mind be deemed as borderline torture. And he would know. But he was struck with near horror as the events played out. The sounds and visions nearly threw him into a fit. For various reasons. Every time Metis thrashed Keyta about every sound brought back terrible memories that coursed through his head. Elaborate, vivid memories that one can never truly get rid of. The acts of men that chill the very soul and leave you cold and breathless; and sometimes hopeless for compassion all at the same time. Instinctively without any really seeing his hand reached for the hilt of his Gladius. But his mind was still elsewhere and not here; no not here in the clinic with the girl and the healer. His mind was soo far away. If about this time Metis hadn't been bitten and stopped altogether...well Serrif may have done something he really regretted. Something that it became obvious none here could heal. His mind settled slowly back and his hands shook again. Was it from rage? Not even he knew. But he was back and he looked disturbed to say the least. She left and Serrif was literally sitting there wondering if this was a good idea at all. "I could've been more delicate than that. I don't know about this Blythe."He said admitting to her that he believed with his limited knowledge that he could dress this girls wounds better than that Metis could. He was disturbed and angered now that he had wasted his time coming here. He could've dressed this girls wounds on the beach and still be fishing! Maybe gaining some of his strength back so he could feel human again. So he could feel healthy again. He figured it was best to take a seat and he did just that; looking somewhat defeated because well they were here now. If Metis came back and started her rogue practice of medicine again Serrif would HAVE to show her what's what. He wouldn't stand for her harming the little girl anymore. Serrif watched and she did come back, but with a much taller more seasoned looking Konti woman beside her. Konti never really looked 'old' Serrif noticed. They just looked to age very gracefully. Hell even the taller Miss Remitah looked attractive. Was that what this island was? A collective of beautiful never look a day past 20 blond haired women? He wondered how on earth he hadn't heard more about this place. It was astonishing to him but those thoughts washed away when the woman started speaking of the girl. And well as far as Serrif could tell she was right on every account. He would likely get a nasty look from Blythe; something around the lines of 'How could you not tell me!' but honestly he didn't know the woman that well. And well he didn't even know what to think himself. He literally saw a bat floundering about then looked to Blythe and then in the blink of an eye there was a little girl falling from the sky. "I saw her...fall. I suspected she was Kelvic. But it seems she wishes to keep it a secret. I saw a bat flying around blinded from light got distracted..." What did you expect when a beautiful Konti woman was standing near you looking up at you with her wondrous eyes. " and then looked back and from nowhere a girl was falling nude toward the ground. I did what I could and carried her from the beach." That told the story as far as he knew it. Now he was sure to get a tongue lashing from someone. But truth be told he didn't care much. The girl was getting the help she needed and that was what was really important here. That was why they had come here in the first place. Seemed this Miss Remitah really knew what she was doing. Now why she wasn't out there to supervise in the first place was beyond him. But she was here now and that was enough for him. Metis wasn't the only one paying attention. Serrif was as well. He had stood and moved to a side really observing how a true healer did things. It was a craft, that much was sure and it wasn't till now that he understood what an art form it was. How every touch was scaled and every single motion had to be measured. He enjoyed watching the woman work. When she was done Serrif then began to pack his things back together. He combined it all back into the one pack and fastened it tight. He even gathered the little rope pieces that Metis had created for him. No telling when they would be good. When the question was poised who Keyta would stay with Serrif would let Blythe have the first word. If she for any reason couldn't have the Kelvic girl Serrif could keep her. But the two of them both knew the girl would rather stay with Blythe. It was obvious in the way the two reacted to each other's presence. When Blythe was around the girl was calm and smiled. But when around Serrif she was hesitant and really took comfort knowing only that Blythe was close. He waited and watched. OOCHonestly I don't know what we can and can't do so I'm just playing it safe for now.

[Blythe]

The girl was a kelvic? Her name was Keyta? Ohhhh Avalis, why couldn't she have put all the pieces of the puzzle together sooner? Blythe wondered, as she silently scolded herself. After all, of the several people present, Blythe was the only one that had spent more than a few hours around Keyta, but of course, she was one of the last people to discover what she truly was. Of course, she had no problem with the girl being a Kelvic, it was simply that she hadn't known, and that the news was a bit of a shock to her, more than anything else. "And no, I didn't notice her fall myself, for my back was turned," Blythe commented. "She also doesn't seem able to speak. She may be a mute... she communicates using pictures sometimes. She is rather... creative," Blythe finished. After that, Blythe was quiet for quite some time. Her mind was spinning as it began to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. As it mused over her being... a bat, who could essentially take on the form of a human girl at will. Although, she imagined shifting one's shape would be rather tiring. But... was that why she always seemed so lively at night? While the girl had been awake a few nights ago? She was a bat? A bat who liked fruit, a lot. Which led Blythe to believe that she could be nothing other than a fruit bat in disguise. It also explained why she always wound up nude in each of their encounters, among other things. When Blythe had everything sorted out in her mind, or at least, as sorted out as they would ever get, she said, "she can come home with me. She doesn't seem to have a home, and we have room enough." Blythe paused. "But of course, only if she wants to come. I wouldn't force such a thing on her, should she choose to stay here until she recovers, or stay with Serrif, or someone else we may not know about."

[Keyta]

Keyta was glad to hear that Blythe would allow her to stay with her. Something about Blythe was just, warming, lovable. The kelvic nodded her head when Blythe basically asked if Keyta would like to stay with her. She couldn’t think of anyone else really to stay with at the moment, and she didn’t truly know Serrif at the moment, but she slowly kept warming up to him, after all, he did carry her quite a long ways. Miss Remitah heard Keyta enjoyed fruit and smiled as she said “Well good thing, we have a couple of fruits here ourselves.” Metis grabbed a huge bowl filled with fruits and Keyta’s eyes grew big as she saw a collection of oranges in the center. Without much delay, the kelvic girl snatched an orange from the center of the bowl and opened her mouth wide to take a huge bite from it, but before she took a bite, she remembered Serrif. This man had carried her a long ways, and even though she didn’t fully trust him, she still felt like he deserved something. Keyta didn’t fully close her mouth but she moved the orange away and held it straight out to Serrif, offering the orange to the rather skinny looking, tall man. Suddenly Remitah slipped something onto Keyta’s tongue and she squirmed for a second only to fall asleep and drop the orange on the ground. “Appologizes, I had to give her a strong herb that most don’t like the taste of, she usually coat one of the fruits with this herb which makes the patient rather tired and works as a strong pain killer for at least five days. Her body will be mostly numb but she will still be able to move, and the little dear should sleep well through the next night.” Remitah only stood there trying to defend her action to Blythe and Serrif, assuring them that she meant no harm, and that this was actually needed for a healthy healing period. Keyta’s mind slowly swirled to a blank void, nothing happened, only darkness, but then she found herself flying, flying through the trees in the darkness of the night. She felt good being able to stretch her wings and feel the wind cross her face. “Now that is rather cute,” Metis said from behind Remitah as Keyta’s hands and feet began to twitch while she dreamed. “We will prepare a method of transportation for little Keyta so she will be much easier for you to move Miss Blythe.” Remitah never lost her eye contact with both Serrif and Blythe with her arms tied together in front of her. Her smile remained and then she took notice to Serrif slightly more than usual. “Now what can we do for you young man?” Her focus on him, hoping to at the very least gain a new constant visitor till her was willing to look for help. OOCIm giving you the total option to deny or accept the invite and whatnot, It would give you a fair way to get some good food, care, and knowledge of Rak'keli like you wanted <3

[Serrif Von Chatlyn]

Keyta offered him an orange. Which he smiled and took from her little hand. Good thing too because she was about to be knocked out hard. Serrif watched as Remitah knocked Keyta out. That indeed was amazing! He would have to learn now to make that mixture. It could come in handy for many reasons. He listened to the woman's explanation and Serrif nodded. He knew there were indeed times that people needed to be disabled for a short period of time for their own good. And well this definitely seemed like one of those times. He was glad that Keyta also had a place to stay. And with Blythe. It seemed the two would likely get to know each other really well. Which was good because the two already seemed to share a good and wonderful link with each other. Almost like mother and child. He wondered if Blythe had any children of her own... Anyway when the woman turned her attention to Serrif he took a breath in and figured he would try and dodge this somehow. But it wasn't easy to do and well he wasn't going to get out of here without some sort of explanation. So he owned up and decided he had a little talking to do. He nodded and then spoke. "I've been poisoned; almost every day for years. Then experimental antidotes were administered as well shortly after to see the effects. I am experiencing the side effects as one would imagine. Sometimes I black out, cough up blood and I almost always feel ill. But let's forget that for now. I will leave my things here and I'll carry Keyta. But I'll be back soon enough." Remitah seemed a little stunned. Never have heard of anyone who had lived through something like that. "Are you sure that is the best idea? You need not strain yourself anymore than you need." She said as if to usher Serrif to take a seat and rest. "I would like to finish this." Serrif said honestly as he went into his pack and pulled out about 20 shells and handed them to Blythe. "These are yours Lady Blythe." He said with a smile as he then looked to Remitah. "I will come back after I deliver Keyta." He was determined and obviously wanted to see this through the end. Determination was again one of the many things he had developed. If he was to do something he was going to follow it through to the end. And to the grave if needed. He would do whatever he had to in order to accomplish what he said he would. And he was going to get this girl better. Remitah nodded. "I see, then we will await your return." "Thank you. Well Blythe lead the way and I will carry our little Kelvic." He said with a smile as he picked the girl up and carried her carefully.

[Blythe]

They drugged her! Were they crazy? Blythe wondered as her eyes grew wide. She kept looking from one of the healers to the other, wondering which one was worse. After all, one of them had no manners, the other was.... nuts. Scratch that. One was mean and out of her mind, the other was simply out of her mind. Wouldn't knocking the girl out cause brain damage or something? Blythe wondered. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" Blythe asked, as she looked at the girl worriedly. She received no answer. The healers were too busy worrying over Serrif now. And now she was busy worrying about Keyta and Serrif, despite the fact that she had just met him. Was she the only normal person around here? Blythe wondered as Serrif held a bag of cockle shells out to her. "Thank you," Blythe said absently as her cheeks grew a pale pink. What a strange man, among other things. This was turning out to be one of the strangest days she had endured in a long, long time. "Are you sure you don't want them to look at you now?" Blythe asked as she reached for her bag. She opened the top and gingerly placed the bag of shells inside, careful not to break any of them. They tinkled and clicked as they rubbed up against each others, and Blythe lifted her bag onto her shoulders. "It's not like Keyta is going anywhere, and that way, you wouldn't have to make the trip back." As if in response, Serrif picked Keyta up. He seemed determined, as though he wouldn't back down. Blythe sighed, she would not try to stop him. After all, was it truly her place to baby a complete stranger? "Since you're coming back then, I'll just leave your things here, surely Metis and Remitah will make sure that nothing happens to them," Blythe said, giving each of the other Konti and intense gaze. They simply nodded, and with that, Blythe turned abruptly on her heels and headed back in the direction they had came. She made sure to hold the door open for Serrif as he carried Keyta out the front door to the Temple. Blythe led the way down the steps, and on the thin gravel road. The gates that led into the park were open as before, so they encountered no problems there. As soon as they were out of the gate, Blythe headed east. Her family's cottage was about a ten minute's walk in that direction. "Thanks for carrying her," Blythe commented. "And don't worry, you won't have to carry her for all that much longer, the trip to my family's cottage is much shorter than our original one. If we keep up at a reasonable pace, it shouldn't take more than ten minutes. From there, I could always walk you back to the temple if you need a guide. Unless you'd rather venture back at your own pace, and by yourself." OOCAgain, sorry to control you, but I figured you'd follow. Holler if it's a problem.

[Keyta]

OOCSorry, but this is going to be a really useless post and really short post >.< The still naked child was once again wrapped in the cloak and being carried by the sickly Serrif. The kelvic girl did not know however that any of this was occurring. She was sound asleep, still slightly twitching while in her deep dream. In the darkness of Keyta’s mind she was flying through her inner world; a world of only darkness, a world that only had light from a single moon that was in the sky high and bright. This moon shinned with several colors at once, very vivid but still apparent, and no ground as far as Keyta could tell. Trees were the only things she saw, this along with her moon, a moon that only changed colors with each of her moods. Today her moon only shinned with a soft pink tint, something that was odd even for her, but maybe this wasn’t a bad thing, but perhaps a very good thing. This was a new mood, and something Keyta would forever remember. Every day Keyta slept, she visited this odd world, and often re-encountered days of her life in this inner world of hers. Keyta now sat on a branch in her world of darkness, only sitting there in her human form thinking about what the odd color could possibly mean. OOCgod that sounds so weird, sorry again for the weird useless post >.<