[PQ+] [SE] ahead of the carve

yet my blood renders me a King

Sah raises a brow at the aftermath of their use of excessive force. What once was a possessed gourd now appeared to be a charred hunk of rock that was on the brink of crumbling. After a brief scan of the area to take in the damage and determine that there aren't any other gourds hiding, he lets out a breath.

Deimos pulls the group back together, and at the offer of healing, the Wild Thunder shakes his head with a smile. "Thank you, but I've got it." Reaching down, he lets his healing magic cast a dim glow on the bite before it stitches itself back together. The warmth of the magic lingers as he turns his attention to the raft. Walking the bank, he finds the most optimal spot to call on his magi. Using water magi to manipulate the waves around the raft, he pulls it to him using his telekinesis.

Once the raft is on the bank, Sah picks it up and hoists it over his shoulder to return to the group.

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Sah heals himself with magic and then retrieves the raft with water magic and telekinesis.

Sah

noah

I feel the pages turning, I see the candle burning down before my eyes

With the gourds completely dispatched, Noah took a moment to look at their surroundings, the smell of burnt vegetation lingering heavily in the air. Lots of fire, from so many of their party, had done its work. Charred pieces of gourd littered the ground, their twisted remains still faintly steaming. The fight had been a mess—effective, but messy. Fire magic had left scorch marks on the nearby trees and a few tents now bore singed edges. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before nodding to Deimos at the directions to clean up.

Noah worked steadily, his hands stained with soot and sap as he patched charred wood and cleared debris. He knelt by a burned tent, carefully stitching torn fabric. He was mostly quiet, focused on restoring what had been damaged. Vi'dore moved to Sah and touched him with the tip of his horn, nostrils flaring with concern even if the abandoned had healed himself. Eira helped move debris and charred bits of gourds, clacking her beak idly as she did so.

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Noah works to repair any burnt areas

code by odd

I carried my own ashes to the mountains

Left to the last portions, while he would’ve preferred setting another inferno, he sorted through the pumpkin portions, adding to the previous pile already started. He’d be able to deliver them to some nearby bakery for future use in pies, so that at least these gourds wouldn’t go to waste. Doing so afforded him the luxury of irritating the Ancient anyway, to which he gave a purposefully nonchalant stare. “No.” She could figure it out on her own, or never; it didn’t much matter to him.

Then the rest of them were moving onward – rafts returned, grass restored to the best of its ability (the Sword would lend his earth incantations into it as well, when given the opportunity. “There, I think that settles everything.” Dusting his hands off, he snagged at the bag of food, placing it over his shoulder for the walk back into the center of the Grounds. Then they could all depart, having better served the Monster Hunter’s Guild and the Hollowed portions of Caido.

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And the PQ+ is done! Thanks everyone!

[FIN]

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