They say blood makes you related but
loyalty makes you family
Although Loren didn't know how old Glas was, he was definitely younger than the healer. Nodding, his finger kept tapping on the cup. Taking a sip, he smiled at the craftsman. "If you want to be a healer, I'd be more than happy to train you. There are lots of ways to treat people that don't involve magic." The Launceleyn gestured at the shelves and cupboards full of medicine.
The healing magic didn't work, sort of bouncing off the other man, and Loren pulled his hand back. "I'm not done yet." Indeed, there was still that intent and focused expression on his face.
Brow furrowing, he took a deep breath. Letting it out, he summoned a unicorn. Ordering it to lay its horn on Glas' skin, the healer targeted the craftsman's mind specifically. The Launceleyn had finally found out that healing magic could help with mental ailments as well, and he was hopefully this might help the other man.
The healing magic didn't work, sort of bouncing off the other man, and Loren pulled his hand back. "I'm not done yet." Indeed, there was still that intent and focused expression on his face.
Brow furrowing, he took a deep breath. Letting it out, he summoned a unicorn. Ordering it to lay its horn on Glas' skin, the healer targeted the craftsman's mind specifically. The Launceleyn had finally found out that healing magic could help with mental ailments as well, and he was hopefully this might help the other man.
LOREN
