Awareness, light, motion--
Screams.
Jigano sat up with a gasp as Loren took off, Healing magic bringing sudden clarity in place of woozy disorientation.Oliver was beside him, looking distinctly filthy and badly hurt himself as he supported the wobbly bard. The guildmaster didn't even think, reaching out to touch the young man and letting his Healing magic flow into him as he looked around, letting the chaos sink in and memory return.
The mud monster approaching, the wall of ice protecting, the shattering crash of breaking crystal and an attempt to defend himself and Tarasha--
And now this. This scene of panic and death, blood and pain.
The explosion of starlight back at the Settlement.
He drew in a steadying breath, then looked to Oliver fiercely. "Help the wounded. Listen to Rexanna. You're going to be alright," he tried to offer the recently-Attuned young man before he pulled himself to his feet, shaking his head to clear the lingering ringing from his ears. He could stand. He could walk. And if he could walk, he could run.
The bard took off towards the Sanctuary, grim despair in his eyes as he went to confront one more catastrophe.
Screams.
Jigano sat up with a gasp as Loren took off, Healing magic bringing sudden clarity in place of woozy disorientation.
The mud monster approaching, the wall of ice protecting, the shattering crash of breaking crystal and an attempt to defend himself and Tarasha--
And now this. This scene of panic and death, blood and pain.
The explosion of starlight back at the Settlement.
He drew in a steadying breath, then looked to Oliver fiercely. "Help the wounded. Listen to Rexanna. You're going to be alright," he tried to offer the recently-Attuned young man before he pulled himself to his feet, shaking his head to clear the lingering ringing from his ears. He could stand. He could walk. And if he could walk, he could run.
The bard took off towards the Sanctuary, grim despair in his eyes as he went to confront one more catastrophe.
