Storm's End

[NomadGaia 930]

 

Storm's End

 

In an instant, light vanished from the druidess’ vision. The entire battle, the embers of both walls and men alike, all disappeared from her sight. The shouted orders of mankind, and the screams of the wounded all muffled and dissipated with her vision. In the chaos of death around her, she too fell.

 

Yet she did not fall to death, for she did not awake to green forests and pleasant songs. There was only darkness. Her spirit yet grappled for her life, even with one arm, and she was still very much alive, even if she was too weak to awaken. Her spirit would fight for as long as it could, even in sleep. Her body needed to rest, and so it did in the clinic.

 

Awaiti had fallen to deep sleep, a rest of ages.

What would she dream of, I wonder?

 

 

 

Spoiler

((OOC: Hello everyone, so Awaiti was injured very badly in the battle at San’kala, and so she’s fallen into a bit of a coma. This is an effective shelving of the character as I enter college, as I don’t think I can provide the time that I want to provide to the character right now. I’m not leaving the server, just setting her aside for the time being while I look into other things and sort some stuff out. Cheers mates!))

[GDPR 014 48]

"While im not fond of the wood elves, it's sad to see someone end up like this. My deepest condolences." Klaus states, sending word that he would willingly care for Awaiti's comatose body, giving it the necessary fluids to keep healthy, and even replace the arm she lost with a prosthetic.

 

(In case you need someone to rply care for the character while you're away, I'm down to help you. Contact me on discord if anything, Bokratzia #8909 @GaiaLoTC)

[ThatGuy_777 220]

The Willow Druid's demeanor would resonate a deeply pained mourning, clasping her limp hand tightly. He idled there in prolonged silence, drawing a circle over his heart. Until finally he spoke with sorrow. "Llun. Please make your time amidst dreams short dearest lari'onn...you have plenty of souls among the walking who look to you with admiration. The earth will lament until the day you grace the woodland realms once again." He would bow his head before parting his grasp and trailing away.

[HazelWazel 463]

Delmira Aureon quietly sits next to her seed sister, a frown pressed to her lips. She would gently wipes a a cloth over her head, humming a faint soothing lullaby.
"Wake up soon sister.. We will all wait for your return."

[Luciloo 2680]

Freshly battle-worn, the Autumn Druid strode into the clinic to find Awaiti unconscious and under the care of Delmira.

Though exhausted, Niv brought Awaiti's body to the recovery ward in a bridal carry and placed her down. Trembling and with tears welling in her eyes, she dropped to one knee and bowed her head, chanting an Elven prayer that none but the Hurricane Druid would hear.

 

Departing briefly, she'd return with water and cloth, then began to wash her Sister Drui. The Leatherback Druid watched in silence. "Oh Sister.." A shaking hand brushed the hair from Awaiti's face, before Autumn departed. With shoulders already sunken from exhaustion, slumping further still, she'd return to the Mother Grove.

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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