Feverdreams (Sama'el)

Sama'el is consumed by a strange kind of fever, and none of the conventional treatments seem to help.

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Feverdreams (Sama'el)

Postby Denen Sunsinger on December 12th, 2011, 7:31 am

With trembling hands, Denen held the mixture to Sama'el's lips. His blue eyes remained trained on Sama'el. He could feel the blood pounding in his skull, his face hot, body quivering. Not Sam. Not Sam.

"G-Goddess," he whispered. "Pl-Pl-Please." He waited for him to drink it, to recover. His teeth ground together, and he slowly lowered the cup. His thin fingers sought Sam's, bringing them to his lips. "C-Come back," he pleaded. "I...am h-here."
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Feverdreams (Sama'el)

Postby Caelum on December 12th, 2011, 1:56 pm

“Thank you.”

The words were framed by the scoured air for Denen, but for Syna as well. They came out of him like a sigh, no longer begrudging. His descendant’s fever began to wane and though the height of its temperatures had frightened him enough to fear, he thought of the Bright Lady’s words coating his mind with daylight and was certain She would not leave Sama’el permanently addled.

With careful hands, he prepared a second dosage of the rare medicine. Measurements were triple checked before he set the mug at Denen’s hand with instruction to feed it to their patient in three bells.

“I’ll see to the horses,” he offered and rose to his feet, finding his legs shaky. Hands shoved back through his hair and he gazed down at his ultimate grandson for a long moment. He marked again his breathing, his color. He blinked, seeing sun spots, and turned for the tent flap all the same, pausing on his way out to clasp Denen’s thin shoulder.

He was gone for a long time, wandering amongst the horses, singing the soft husks of hymns.

What in me is dark,
Illumine; what is low, raise and support;
That to the height of this great argument
I may assert eternal Providence,
And justify the ways of God to men.

- John Milton, Paradise Lost, 1667 | 1674.
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Feverdreams (Sama'el)

Postby Poison on January 15th, 2012, 2:50 pm

THREAD AWARD!

Sama‘el:
Skills: -
Lores: Syna (basic), Inavalti
Others: 1 Gnosis Mark from Syna

Denen:
Skills: Medicine 1, Herbalism 2, Riding 1
Lores: Myrdas, appearance of Syna’s mark

Caelum:
Skills: Medicine 2, Herbalism 3, Drawing 1
Lores: Myrdas, appearance of Syna’s mark

Notes: I enjoyed Rping with you!

Sama’el didn’t get any skills because he was mostly lying there, suffering from a fever and talking to Syna, but a gnosis mark is a great reward in itself. Sama’el also knows a bit about Syna, what she’s like and what her motives are, and he knows how to use her gift.

Denen has learned what Myrdas is and what it’s good for, and both Denen and Caelum can identify Syna’s mark.
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