RP:Blood Donation

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Background

Raziel had broken Sempter's heart, though she never meant to, and ran into him on the way to her boss's. And had a word with him. Then she left to the pawn shop, only to find herself being attack by a vampire (her boss.) And soon saved by Tysinni and carried to safety by her boyfriend, Aeonis.


Sempter, A Tiger, A Wolf... Oh My!

Raziel walks through the Kelay Way, holding her cane horizontally as she passes through, and humming a simple song. The kestrel has his head popped out of her hood and the raven is perched upon her usual shoulder. It would be noticed that there is a white dove perched upon her opposite shoulder as well. Then the young elf sighs "Kraar, I suppose we should be heading to check on the boss soon, shouldn't we?" she asks the raven in a soft and quiet tone.


Sempter looks up and turns away with a snarl. "Good luck with that. You are on your own and I am not helping you." He whistles for his tiger and wolf, who come and sit by his side, growling. Sempter fixes the saddle and tightens it up on his horse, making sure everything is comfortable for him as well as the stallion.


Raziel freezes as she walks, she was so deep in thought that she hadn't even realized that Sempter was there. She then stops completely and faces the ground. "Indeed." she says with a sigh. "Sempter... I..." a sigh is then released "Your tiger... He.... That note really hurt..." she says, having a hard time placing her words. She hears the steps of the wolf and tiger, and makes a quick whistle causing the birds to find safe haven in the trees. "I can say sorry all I want... But... I suppose that makes not a difference..." she says, remaining where she stands.


Sempter laughs and walks up to the woman, his face just inches from hers, "No it wouldn't. You used my kindness against me and you lied to me. Sorry will not fix that. I was falling in love with you, but you will never know my love or friendship again. Your boy toy is going to die and it will be by my hands." He snorts and walks away, mounting his horse and looking to his three other companions, "You all ready? We have work to do."


Raziel turns to Sempter, a frustrated and wolf-like growl coming forth from her rosy lips. “You are such a big FOOL!” she says, as the 5’ 10” woman walks up to him, her face growing a tad blushed with rage, as she points her gloved index finger at the minotaur’s chest, not caring if any of his pets attack her. “Your damned tiger came into my boss’s shop, -while- I was talking to Roytoc, First Ranger of Frostmaw!” she says, in an irritated voice, her voice wavering slightly. “If you have problems with me, you –talk- to me about it! You don’t send vicious beasts to do your bidding! And, likewise, if you have problems with me they stay on –my- head! You don’t go threatening the one I’ve fallen in love with!” she then turns around and takes a few steps away from Sempter. “Now Roytoc, and more than likely, my boss are quite mad with you. And you are in grave trouble. My life is of little loss, to me. But you could have had a chance, and now you –lost- it. And for what?!” she asks rhetorically as she throws the hand not carrying her cane in the air. “Jealously.” She says, with another growl, as she spins back around to face him. She then points her index finger his way. “And on that matter! I wasn’t playing with your heart! I merely met Aeonis the night after that troll talked to us. And even though I’m blind, even I still have fallen for love at first sight!” she says with a growl. “Damned one, indeed…. Worse than the whores of this world, you wrote!” she says, holding back a shriek of anger. “You act as though you –married- me! As though we’ve been together, as though you own me! But you do not, sir! I am my own self, and that is that!”


Sempter just laughs, "Aye, but your boss cannot lay a hand on me without angering the one who has brought us together for this once in a life time quest. Your boss only uses you and doesn't care about you. As for me, I don't care what happens to you. You could vanish from the face of this place and I would not care." He turns his horse around, "Go find someone who cares to listen to a liar. I don't have the time anymore. I don't have the time for a bitch in my life." With that, he rides off without another word and doesn't even glance behind. The tiger and the wolf take a swipe at the woman, then turn and run along side their master. Raziel is then left behind, her fist balled in anger. ~WHAT did he just call me?~ she shrieks within her mind. Rigidly the woman then turns, whistling for her birds to return, and begins to head towards Cenril. “Damn fool…” she mutters.


Vampiric Mobster

Arabella took hold of the first glass, and nearly dropped it. Some form of dignity managed to surface as she caught it at the last moment. Only a little spilled over the edge and onto her dress. At least it was just water. After gulping down the first, Arabella would look to Bresk for the second. This too, was gulped down. Trading her second empty glass for the third, still full one, Arabella would look around before gulping that down, too. There was only one thing on her mind right now. "Where is Muraski?" The girl's voice was low, husky from her sore throat, and very scared sounding. The fright mirrored in her eyes as well. Another glance was offered to the room, but her eyes lingered on the door. "Where is he?"


Muraski :: Bresk's head shook rather quickly, "Woman, fer now ya ain't gonna be needin ta know where he is.. Just know, ya know, dat the true thing is, is that, he's locked up where he can't be a hurtin' ya fer now.." He pointed towards the door, "Heck, he don't even know where you are.. So, you are indeed, purely safe." The minotaur let out a long huff, "Now what'cha be needing to feel betta?" Once she answered, he'd retrieve it, then he'd begin to explain the situation to the woman. "Ya know da boss turned into a blood sucka.. Ain't mucha your concern there, not many a person knows.. Ting is, can't have people a knowin, don't want 'em a knowin.. But, what I can tell ya izzit ain't gonna be a chagin' anytime soon.. He'll be a stuck like dat. Da good ting is, is dat, he's almost troo da hard part of.. 'notha day or so and he shouldn't be all tryin to fang yer neck everytme ya meet.. Undastand woman?" With that, he'd begin to scan her reaction to understand, "Iffin ya do, you can go, long as ya promise me ya won't be a tellin' a soul.. Cause, iffin ya do, I'll be a huntin' ya."


Arabella was scared that Muraski would come to finish the job. His words echoed through her head. "I'm going to break free soon.. And when I do, when I break free, your stench, your fear, will be imprinted into my nose and I will track you down and drink every last ounce of blood from within your pathetic system." That's what he had said. Her fear would slowly ebb away though, when Bresk tells her that he's been locked away. She figured he was in the back room again. So long as he wasn't near her, she was fine. Arabella reached up to her neck, with her left hand since her right shoulder was still too sore. Pressing it to her neck, the girl felt around to see how bad the bite mark was. She could feel jagged skin. Pulling her hand away, Arabella stared at all the crusty, half dried blood. A little of it was wet, so her neck was still bleeding a little. With a voice that sounded far away from herself, she simply asked for the only thing she wanted. "I want my book. And my little travel bag." Her gaze fell to Bresk's face, pleading. "It's on the floor, in the back room. Please." That sketchbook was still the most valuable thing she owned. Once she had it, she didn't need to ever come back. Arabella would wait patiently for Bresk to come back with it. Only after wiping the blood off on her dress would Arabella take the things from him. And she had already thought about what she would say next. "You saved my life, Bresk. I won't ever tell anyone, I swear." It was true, but it hardly mattered. Once Arabella was allowed to leave, she'd be making sure to get as far away as she could. She never wanted to see Muraski again.


Arabella took the gold and food that Bresk gave her, but it felt like dead weight in her hands. She did not want any of it. They were all Muraski's food and coin. She'd throw them all away once she was away from the shop. Her eyes fell to Bresk's face once more, and she took a good long look of him. "Thank you," she whispered. She suddenly felt sorry about having been so afraid of him before. "I'm sorry that I haven't been very nice to you. I'll make it up one day." But that was an empty promise. Even if she made him believe that she would be around and unforgiving of Muraski, she still would not come back. He had hurt her, and it had scared the hell out of her. Arabella had almost died. Standing up was difficult, but Arabella made it to her feet, shaky as her legs were. The fear that Muraski might hear her leaving surfaced, and she walked for the door as quickly as possible. Remembering that it was broken, and only leaning there, the girl had to wait for Bresk to move it for her. Even had she been in possession of all her blood, she would have still needed help. Arabella cast one last look at Bresk before she made her way out of the store. Once outside, she was blink in the sunlight. Was it already so late in the afternoon? Hadn't she come here in the early morning? Without thinking twice, she headed down the street and towards, hopefully, safety. And away from this place. Away from the memories of enjoying those moments when Muraski had almost killed her.


Raziel was just about to walk knock on the door to the shop when Ara went past. ~Hm... Her heart rate seemed a tad fast...~ Shrugging it off she simply wanders in, three birds are with her today. A raven, a white dove, and her kestrel. "Hello Bresk." she says to him, with a slight agitation in her voice, though not towards the minotaur... Although it is towards -a- minotaur. "Ummm... Where's the boss this day?" she asks, listening for him.


Muraski || Bresk nodded at the female, "One second, woman..." He moved towards the back door and then quickly shut it behind him. He'd remove the shackles from Mura, push the man back, giving the thief temporary pause while Bresk moved out into the main room and shut the door behind him. Mura sat in the back room, eyes fixed upon the door now that he was unbound, a thought that he might have a meal to come through the doors shortly... In fact, he perched himself upon the bed, exhilarated with the thrill of the hunt to come! Bresk however, turned towards the female, "He's in back... Go, head, just go 'head and be quick with ya speech, Miss.."


Raziel nods and does head that way, as the two other birds flit from her shoulder and land on a nearby chair. "Boss?" she asks, calmly as she opens the door to the back, unsure why she had heard shackles, but keeping her cane at the ready... Not that it would help much. "Um. How are you holding up?"


Just A Leeeeeetle Hungreh!!

Muraski sat atop the cabinet atop his bed, perched up high enough, silently enough, that none would notice him with ease.. As the female made her way through the doorway and onto the other side, Mura pulled upon a cord which was tied to the handle. The entrance would seemingly close behind the female, creepy manor style, and allow her to be trapped inside with the male. As soon as the door shut, Muraski leaped at her, fangs bared, hands ready to grab, as he aimed to tackle her from above, directly into the ground..


Raziel swiftly moves to the side, her ears picking up on the sweep of air passing Muraski. Whether she could get away or not she would swing her cane towards him, and pull a dagger from under her sleeve at the same time; she'd then yell, though she'd try to remain calm, "Hey! So help me, if you bite me I'll bite you back, boss! And that's a damn promise!" as she releases a wolf-like growl.


Muraski stared down the cane wielding female with little amusement for as it collided he merely snarled, pain ignored from the vampirism. Though, he then gripped tightly to the cane, pain ignored from the broken hand, as he made a sharp tug upon the walking instrument to bring her towards him. "Feed me Raz! FEED!" He grinned maliciously, as another step was taken, the dagger entirely ignored, as he approached. "Just a small bite, woman, I won't take much! I'm just a leeeeeettle hungreh!" Without further waiting, the free hand that didn't hold the cane would swipe for her throat, his legs to push forward, and the attack to push her against the wall, pinning her in place.


Raziel simply releases the cane, as it's pulled, knowing better than to cling to it. "Well, if you're so damned hungry then drink the rabbit blood in the damn cupboard!" she growls, attempting to dodge his grasp as Kraar flies to another section of the room to instruct her movements. Even though he misses her throat he would manage to catch her masked head, and she would mutter "dammit all" as she grabs her other dagger from the opposite arm. "BRESK! For the sake of all that is decent, come in here and get him off of me, NOW!" she shrieks, though her heart rate remains low. Quickly she makes to slice the arm that's grabbed hold of her, while making a stabbing motion towards her boss’s stomach. "And -this- is why I told you to drink that blood." she mutters angrily.


Muraski pinned the female to the wall by the top of her head and while she may have sliced at his arm, then his chest, all this did was cause his rage to boil even further, the small dagger not enough to cause his attacks to cease. The hunger brought him above the pain, above the realm of hearing pleas or wants, all he thought about was wanting more food. His free arm moved to pin the one with her dagger, the one which held her head to the wall just kept her smashed against it by the mask and then, he'd stand upon the tips of his toes.. His mouth would open wide, fangs to be flicked across by tongue before he brought himself next to the bare skin of her neck, his nose to inhale the aroma, and finally, his teeth would move to bite down upon the female's flesh.. Oh how he wanted to insert the incisors into the skin, just for a taste, but a small taste of the woman's blood.


Raziel attempts to punch Mura with her free hand when she feels the fangs dig into her flesh. A sharp, screech of pain emitting from lips as she feels some blood begin to drain "BRESK! HELP!" she yells, hoping the minotaur would finally enter. Soon the raven would launch itself at Mura; pecking, clawing, and cawing in anger at the newly sired who was hurting the birds 'sister'. "Mura!" she says, her shout weakened a bit by the feeling of it "If you kill me, you -can't- take my eyes, hear me?" she says with a growl, not thinking of anything else to say that would stop him.


Muraski tore at her flesh with his fangs as the blood began to pour out, running freely for him to drink. Oh how he loved the taste of the blood as it poured into his mouth and was eventually drank into his stomach. Then, the pestering bird came, her fist came, and the newly sired felt an irritating pain throb in his head. Oh how he didn't want to deal with this. The hand which held her head lifted her higher, then moved to quickly slam the female into the ground. Should the move work, which she'd be hard pressed to escape, he'd quickly move to pin the female underneath him.. Fangs would once again go to leech into her neck, so thirsty, so very, very, thirsty that all he cared about was the food.. And when she continued to offer more blood from her system, he continued to want to take more and more, greedily uncaring of what might happen to the female.


Raziel would growl as she began to feel weaker, and Kraar would suddenly start to grow weaker as well falling to the floor. "Mura...ski... Cut it out..." she growls. "Dammit... Haven't lost this much blood in years..." she mutters, when suddenly she finds herself tossed to the floor, and soon pinned down, causing her old fight or flee instincts to kick in. In a growling voice says "Sorry, boss, but it seems you've forced me to do this..." quickly she goes to try and kick him in a certain place that no guy should -ever- be kicked in, as she attempts to get him off. "No offense, but I'm not some fancy drink for you to sink your fangs into!" she says, with a twinge of rage.


Muraski continued to feed from the woman's flesh as she fell to the ground, the newly sired enjoying every portion of her fluids being drained from her body and flowing into his. As her kick came, the man growled in response to her moving, his arm to pull her up in an attempt to slam her head back into the wooden floor but he'd not finish as the kick connected and sent him to stumble upon her. Arms began to reach for her own, as he moved to shake her, repeatedly, in an attempt to smash her into other things all to weaken her further... Once that was down, fangs would latch back down upon flesh as he greedily sought more and more of her blood.


Raziel coughs a bit, as his fangs release from her, only to find herself being shaken in slammed into other objects, weak shrieks of pain escaping her mouth "Dammit, Muraski!" she weakly yells "Cut it out, ya bloody leech!" another yell of pain coursing from her mouth as his fangs latch down deeply into her flesh. "Bresk! Bresk!" she shouts into the other room "DAMMIT, you over-sized cow, get in her before the idiot kills me!" she shrieks, as loud as she could, using all her energy to make it loud. Meanwhile, her raven is lying weakly upon the floor in a limp pile as his energy also weakens.


Aeonis was looking for Raziel, hoping to find her near the pawn shop. As he headed towards the door, Aeon heard the ear-splitting scream, and his heart sank in fear. Instantly, his form changed to that of a large wolf, his back reaching the height of at least five feet from the ground, and his black and silver streaked fur was seen as but a flash as he bounded towards the door at incredible speed. He leapt at the door of the pawn shop, crashing straight through and separating the door's very frame from the wall. He was uncaring of where the minotaur that guarded the door stood, and automatically made a shot for the back room, smashing through yet another door. His teeth were barred in a vicious growl, and a loud howl tore from his throat as he happened upon the feeding vampire and his beloved.


Tysinni had been holed up in her rented room, that she still kept, trying to fix her hand herself. It had taken the better part of several hours to pick out all the glass shards, but the cuts were still bleeding sluggishly. She knew she had lost far too much blood and was trying to stop it. Wrapping a bandana around her hand, she tries for a makeshift bandage, wincing at the pain. Which is about the time there's a loud knocking at her door. Getting up from the desk, she heads over to open it, raising an eyebrow at the young boy on the other side. She recognized him as one of Lared's SCOUTS, the boy tugs on his hat, looking very nervous as she speaks. "Beggin' yer pardon Missus Ty, but ter is sommat loud happenin' down at ter pawn shop. Lots 'o screamin'." Ty frowns and hands the boy a coin before grabbing her hat and heading out the door. "Thanks!" It’s a trip of only minutes as she runs nearly all the way, quickly exhausting her reserves of energy. She gets to the shop just in time to see a large wolf disappear through both doors. Indeed there is much screaming and loud noises coming from inside. Quickly she sprints in the door, likewise making her way into the back room, over the downed doors. "Gods damn it! Who untied him?" Ty takes a moment to assess the situation, stumbling briefly as a wave of dizziness assails her. Clearly, she was not recovered from the night before.


Muraski smiled as his prey began to weaken, the continued bashings and drainings to have her nearly unable to fight at all. Then it happened, a large crash through the front door and his head raised.. Then another crash and the wolf came through the back door.. Oh no! His treat! His food! It was his! He wouldn't give it up.. Greedily he lifted the female with one hand wrapped around her stomach and the other underneath her arm, as he drug her towards the back of the room, her body placed between him and wolf.. As soon as he felt safe behind the female barricade, his teeth would sink back in and he'd continue to feed, uncaring if the large animal watched, no he cared little, this was his food and no one else could have it! Not today! He'd lost two foods already and he'd not give up the third!


Raziel was, indeed, weakening and growing limp. Her little raven familiar lying to the side of the room weakened as well. "Aeon?" she barely whispers out as the door to the room is crashed. When Muraski uses her as a barricade it would be quite noticeable that her body was fairly limp, and her mask was a tad askew. Her breathing was funny, from such lack of blood and she felt sick, almost wanting to throw up from the odd drained feeling. Once Muraski sinks his teeth into her once more she growls a bit, but can't even work up the strength to say even a single word.


Aeonis was enraged by the sight before him. He could see that Raziel was very weak, she wouldn't last much longer. But with the vampire hiding behind her like a coward, there was not much he could do without possibly harming her as well. Then he thought of something that hadn't occurred to him before. Containing his anger, he changed back into his Elven form, his oak longbow already in hand. A gleaming silver arrow laid across the string, pulled back to full draw. Being a Ranger's apprentice, Aeonis was an expert marksman. His eyes settled upon the shoulder of the vampire, exposed behind the wilting body of his loved one. His shot was only meant to wound, not to kill. A dull, droning sound echoed throughout the room as the arrow was released. His hopes set high on the shot, and with another arrow nocked on the string already, he let out a warning. "Release her, or the next one lands right between your eyes." His eyes shone with fury, and his voice reverted to a low growl.


Tysinni wasn't very happy when Aeonis turned back to his elvish form and decided to threaten Muraski with death. Of course, Mura was about to kill Raziel, but really, she couldn't bring herself to care at the moment. Other than it would upset other people, which she did care about. Running forward, she puts herself in between Aeon and Muraski (incidentally Raz as well), holding her arms out to prevent him from getting a shot. "Stop! He doesn't understand what you're saying." The thief spins around and eyes Mura, before quickly ripping off the bandage around her hand. The rough movement makes the bleeding start again and she winces, before thrusting her hand in between Muraski's face and Raziel. "Mura! Here we go! Smell that? You don't want her, she's almost dead....but my blood isn't. Come on now." She makes her voice coaxing, trying to get him to latch onto her and drop Raz. While waiting, she reaches behind her back, fumbling for the candlestick on the nearby table.


Muraski continued to drain the female gladly as the man was over there growling about in his large wolfen form.. But then something happened, the man shifted, and while Muraski didn't notice as he was away blissfully enjoying his blood sucking, he did all of a sudden notice a large wooden shaft as it embedded itself into his shoulder. A shout of pain would of occurred but instead, he bit down with more verocity, deeper holes to be dug into her neck, angered that someone had so rudely attempted to interrupt his meal.. Then someone else appeared, sweeter blood, yummier blood, oh how his eyes lit with joy at the fresh source that had much more then the nearly unconscious one.. He dropped the female he currently held, a plop as she'd limply fall to the ground. Then eyes would readjust, widening, head tilting to the side, fangs baring, cynical smile growing, tongue flicking across the teeth.. "Food...." Muraski reached for the arm that had been flashed between him and Raz, a grasp in an attempt to grip her wrist and pull the female to him. If she was successfully pulled, he'd quickly move to latch into the same holes he made the night before, oh yummy blood, more blood, he just wanted all the blood! And she had some more to offer! ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Outside large curses could be heard from a distance, it sounded like that of a minotaur? A very, very, very, angry minotaur...


Raziel can’t hear or feel much at this point, as a few rough coughs escape her now pale lips. Her whole body felt so cold and drained, and she was quite exhausted. Her white clothing stained with blood, as it trickles down her neck, the sickly feeling becoming almost over whelming. As she tries to listen, tries to hold on to consciousness, suddenly her head falls forward a bit and a quiet and airy groan escapes her lips; soon her ears start getting a sound in them, as though the sound of rapids and waterfalls was echoing within her ears. She takes a sharp breath, trying to remain there, but can no longer hold on, and soon blacks out. Sure, you could say that her eyes rolled up into her skull before she did… But that wouldn’t be very noticeable. Just as soon as she blacks out would be when Muraski drops her, falling like a rag doll, as her masked face collides with the floor, a deep crack shooting through the center of her smooth mask, making a deep crater in the center. Likewise to her passing out the raven, off to the side of the room, lets out a weak caw to Raz before he blacks out as well. Within the darkness Raziel hears nothing happening outside of her mind, and feels nothing but coldness. She wasn’t dead, of course, but if Muraski hadn’t dropped the woman’s body, there would have been, likely, no recovery. Blood continues to slowly come from her neck, making a deep red stain on her cloak and dress.


Aeonis was caught off guard by the woman who stepped into his arrow's flight path, and seeing that she was trying to help he had lowered his bow and replaced the arrow in his quiver. Noticing her plan, he waited for the vampire to react. The second he dropped Raziel, Aeon stole around the woman. He was too late to catch her, and when she blacked out he checked her pulse, fearing the worst. Noticing she had little life left in her, he quickly lifted her from the ground on his arms. As he tried to head out, he remembered Kraar, her raven. Picking him up as well, Aeonis set out as quickly as possible to find a healer for his beloved, his time running short.


Tysinni grunts as Muraski grabs her bleeding, injured hand, the flare of pain shooting up her arm and into her shoulder. The thief quickly finds herself yanked against Muraski's body, an overpowering smell coming from him. It was blood and somewhat more that made her wrinkle her nose. Even as his mouth came down on her throat, Ty brought her other arm up and used the candlestick clutched in her good hand to whack him in the back of the head. Hard. Or as hard as she could with that amount of leverage. Being pressed against his body, she didn't have as much swing to the motion as she'd like. Dimly she would be aware of the other male coming to Raziel's rescue. "Gods damn it Muraski, stop biting people!"


Muraski had just begun to enjoy the fruits of his bite as he slowly drank from poor Tysinni once more when a candle stick found its way to the back of his head and knocked him loose. He glared at the female; the force not sufficient enough to knock him unconscious was more than sufficient enough to stop him from draining her fluids. "Feed?" His voice sounded as if he made it a question... And that's when Bresk burst through the back door! The nine foot tall minotaur stood in the way for all to see, a glowering look given to all about. First the other male, as he seemingly had shot his boss, then the silly woman who laid upon the ground and... When it got to the wife of Muraski's.. He nearly backed out of the room.. Hadn't expected her.. But still, minotaur had to do his job! He moved forward towards the newly sired, large fist to barrel towards his forehead and quickly knock the vampire unconcious.. It would only be temporary though.. Then he'd turn to the wife, "Errm, aftanoon miss.." With that he turned towards the others, "Get outta here, get 'er patched up, den come back here.." Yep, he was giving orders.. "I gots words fer da both of ya!" An accusational finger stuck at Aeon, "Specially you, shootin' mah boss like dat."


Raziel makes no sound as her limp body is being carried away, a few splinters falling from her black mask. Blood. It came from beneath her mask, her nose hadn't broken, but it hit the floor enough to cause more blood loss. She wouldn't even hear Bresk command her loved one to return to be talked to. She just laid there, silent and cold. Aeonis simply nodded, already focused on the task at hand. He ran with Raziel in his arms to find a healer, and fast.


Aeonis simply nodded, already focused on the task at hand. He ran with Raziel in his arms to find a healer, and fast.


Tysinni staggered backwards as Muraski releases her, arm still raised, ready to strike him again from a better position. But then...help arrives! Bresk to the rescue! The minotaur effectively knocks her husband out, leaving him lying on the floor. Ty drops the candlestick, leaning against the wall with her good hand pressed against the neck wound and her bad hand cradled to her chest. "Deja vu...." The thief shakes her head, trying to clear the dizziness that once again assails her, still left over from the previous night's draining. "Bresk. Why don't you tell me something. How the hell did he get untied?" Ty goes for a glare, but is afraid it comes out more like a grimace of pain.


Muraski :: Bresk felt like he'd shrug it off as he lifted the sired one onto the chair from earlier and bound him back to it. With that, he turned towards Tysinni and gave a small shrug, "Dunno... People musta broke him free when I wans't'a lookin', what'cha think?"


The Kelay Healer

Raziel || Yerrel had heard Aeon's entrance and turned around, only to find the young elven woman and a raven, limp in his arms; the girl being strewn with blood. "What, in the name of the gods, happened?!" he asks, a bit shocked by this sight. "Here, set her down." he says pointing to a bed. Once Aeonis would have her set down the healer would untie her cloak from her, and removed her mask, her head lolling to the side as blood trickled from her nose. Yerrel would feel for her pulse and check for any broken bones or cartilage within her nose, before setting off to work on her. The blood would be stunted as best as possible and Yerrel would soon move to check her eyes, for movement and dilation... Of course her eyes have neither pupils or irises, so that would do him no good were he to look.


Aeonis paced feverishly, and relayed the tale of the vampire feeding and subsequent events to the healer, hoping to help in some way. "Will she be okay?" was all he could say afterwards, sitting down in a bit of a daze. He himself was mentally and emotionally exhausted, and continued to worry about Raziel's safety.


Raziel|| Yerrel nods, though has a bit of worry upon his face. "Yeah, she'll be fine. Seems you made it just in time... However, she will have to be staying her for a few days, so her blood can return..." Yerrel then shakes his head and tsks "What a world we live in, poor girl." he says, continuing to work on stunting the bleeding... After a few minutes of rest, however, Kraar ends up waking from unconsciousness, and releases a weak caw. This would be some sign of improvement, considering the two are linked. But Raziel seems to remain blacked-out, for rather understandable reasons.


Aeonis heaves a huge sigh of relief. He stands and walks over to her, kneeling before her bed. "If you can hear me, Raziel, you are safe now. I must leave for a short time, but I will be back as quickly as I can manage." He strokes her cheek with his hand, staring at her quietly. He kisses her, then whispers into her ear, "I love you Raziel, I'll be back soon." He then slowly stands, nods to the healer and says, "May I stay here with her? I must leave for a little while, but I will be back to stay with her tonight."


Raziel || Yerrel smiles and nods. "Of course you may." as he turns to fetch a few needed objects it would, possibly, be noticed that Raziel's finger of her hand closest to Aeonis lightly move a slight amount. "I'll take good care of her in your absence, sir. Don't worry. Perhaps she may even be conscious upon your return... Who's to say, after all. Some are swift at recovering from blacking out."


Aeonis nods again in gratitude to the healer. "You have my many thanks." He then turns to leave, looking to Raziel one last time before he leaves the hut, and breathes another silent promise to her. Aeonis quietly walks out the door.


Later On

Aeonis returned to the Healer's hut to find Raziel still unconscious, but patched up and laying comfortably. With a yawn, Aeonis walks over to her bed and lies next to her, holding her closely and kissing her. "Good night, Raziel my love. May you be well tomorrow." And with that, Aeon slowly drifts into sleep, caressing his beloved.