After calling for the younger Ancient Hadama returned to silence, ears straining to hear a reply - if there was one. It was not his name that he heard; not words or responses to his question, but given the recent corruption at the heart of the swamp he did not think it was a coincidence that the muffled sounds of misery were coming from nearby.
He was aware of the captain's pride, and so he did not call out again. He stayed quiet as he slowly paced the edge of the Tar Pits, following the sound of hiccups and sniffles until he thought that he had found the pit that contained the source of grief and unhappiness. He had to test each step carefully, given that he lacked Thalassa's protection from the heat. He was aware of the danger the tar posed to him, and as much as he would have liked to have healed the captain as swiftly as possible, he would not do her any good if he fell into the dark, sticky tar and became wounded himself.
Once he was as close as he could safely get to where he thought she was he drew a deep, slow breath and then let the magic flow out from his soul. A soothing mist mixed with the steam of the hot tar as, for a moment, moonlight filled that small corner of the Feverlands with its gentle, healing light.
Magic: Turn the Tide | Can cause a moonlit mist to rise in a 15 ft radius that heals allies while causing enemies to roll with disadvantage for one round. May be used 1 times per thread with a 3 post cooldown.
He was aware of the captain's pride, and so he did not call out again. He stayed quiet as he slowly paced the edge of the Tar Pits, following the sound of hiccups and sniffles until he thought that he had found the pit that contained the source of grief and unhappiness. He had to test each step carefully, given that he lacked Thalassa's protection from the heat. He was aware of the danger the tar posed to him, and as much as he would have liked to have healed the captain as swiftly as possible, he would not do her any good if he fell into the dark, sticky tar and became wounded himself.
Once he was as close as he could safely get to where he thought she was he drew a deep, slow breath and then let the magic flow out from his soul. A soothing mist mixed with the steam of the hot tar as, for a moment, moonlight filled that small corner of the Feverlands with its gentle, healing light.
Magic: Turn the Tide | Can cause a moonlit mist to rise in a 15 ft radius that heals allies while causing enemies to roll with disadvantage for one round. May be used 1 times per thread with a 3 post cooldown.
