[ It'd be hard not to notice the shift in Rhy's demeanor from their first meeting to now. He nods slowly, walking at his side with the crate taking up his arms. ]
I saw the woods and the fields a day ago... [ His expression goes grim at memories both fresh and older. ] It'll be a difficult winter.
[ With so much gone. Let alone for those who lost everything. What Thorne did to Libertas was horrific, but what the Free Cities had done would be a slower kind of cruelty to the citizenry of their enemy. The castle would prioritize itself and the army when it inevitably comes down to dwindling food stores.
Their steps seem to echo in the stone hall. ]
I don't think I could manage it like you - being a healer. [ He admits softly. He's not squeamish. He watched his fellow ushiri'im die horrifically in their training, some quick and some agonizingly slow. The name of the ushman that cared for them in the infirmary escapes his grasp, but he remembers the man drinking himself into a stupor some nights.
He knows the stench of burning human flesh.
Healing is the antithesis to his own purpose. He imagines the incantations would turn to ash in his mouth if he even tried. ]
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I saw the woods and the fields a day ago... [ His expression goes grim at memories both fresh and older. ] It'll be a difficult winter.
[ With so much gone. Let alone for those who lost everything. What Thorne did to Libertas was horrific, but what the Free Cities had done would be a slower kind of cruelty to the citizenry of their enemy. The castle would prioritize itself and the army when it inevitably comes down to dwindling food stores.
Their steps seem to echo in the stone hall. ]
I don't think I could manage it like you - being a healer. [ He admits softly. He's not squeamish. He watched his fellow ushiri'im die horrifically in their training, some quick and some agonizingly slow. The name of the ushman that cared for them in the infirmary escapes his grasp, but he remembers the man drinking himself into a stupor some nights.
He knows the stench of burning human flesh.
Healing is the antithesis to his own purpose. He imagines the incantations would turn to ash in his mouth if he even tried. ]