gypsy band / o, injured joiner

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But Heed this lesson well,
When the weak court death, They find it -

/this some strange coincidence, I've just been replaying fates too

It was coincidence that brought the massive beast past Nayru's door - or perhaps it was that ever present need to make sure, to check that those he cared about were here, present and healthy - one his usual patrol route, so really the commotion only succeeded in bringing him closer too view just what events were going on so to speak.

Oh an injured stranger? Idly he wondered if a gator or a trap had got them first - or just unlucky enough to stumble into a swamp of all places injured, the rates of infected wounds were higher in such a place after all.

Corrin was the name - hm, Fenris inclined his head as he moved to brush up and sit beside Amunet with a tilt of his his head to Morgan and Eight nearby - idly wondering how this one had acquired those wounds.

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"As for where you are," The Goddess began blinking at the blood that had gotten onto her back she would stare at her daughter and Corrin with her molten honey gaze "This is Tanglewood." A smile tugged at her lips at she smiled quite proudly at Nayru nodding her cranium at her daughter before feeling Fenris brush up against her and sit down, she would lean against him letting out a soft sigh, her whiskers twitching briefly. Victory blinked up at War before her gaze shifted over in the direction of Wisdom asking with a curt nod "Got everything handled, love?" She hoped Corrin wouldn't give Nayru that much trouble.

© madi

    Eight blinked, tilting her head. She had followed the others back since her passenger was taken away from her. She was smaller, so she could understand the concern but... Boy did she feel useless. How powerful were the creatures of this world that she came across, anyways? Sure she was no shrimp either but she has been training for months (weeks? Years?) to be in the condition she currently was in.

  Eight turned to Corrin, giving her a small, sad smile before turning and walking away. She made it to the doctor. She wasn't needed anymore. Eight knew when to let something go if it wasn't your path.

"SPEECH"

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