16 Mar 2022, 20:17
In Search of the Source of the Creeping Darkness
Mentioning @Henry Knight
Closed to Interactions
If your character is able, you may say you left to help Starlee to the hospital wing. Otherwise it is just a faceless NPC.
Pain. Unbearable pain.
This was the only thing running though the first year's mind as flashes of light attempted to breach her eyes. Her leg, her shoulder and her pelvis were aching uncontrollably and she couldn't move. She could wiggle some, but it hurt too much. Her skin felt like it was on fire; her lungs like she had inhaled a terrible gas. Both of which had also happened to her in the dungeons while she was unconscious, her lungs filled with toxic gasses and her skin now covered in blisters.
She had been dumped unceremoniously on the floor, a slight ache in her back from that swelled, although with the multitude of injuries, it was hard to tell what had been caused by what. There did feel to be a slight pressure against her, and as she finally managed to open her eyes, she saw Henry lying next to her, is arm atop her. Was he the one who had saved her from the bottom of the well? A light smile appeared on her face. Even through the pain she was in, she couldn't believe someone would put in that much effort to save her, it was a moment of sunlight in this inescapable darkness. How on earth they had managed to get out, she had no idea. But she was thankful she was still here and still breathing. Just that thought was enough to bring the tiniest of smiles to her blistered face.
She continued to lay there a few moments, attempting to gather what little strength she had so she could sit upright. She would lightly move Henry's arm back to his side, and use her two functioning arms to push herself upward and onto her rear. Considering the state of her pelvis, she winced as she did so, pain shooting throughout her pelvis, and she quickly decided to slide back down to lay on her side.
"*cough* H- Hey? Can- *cough* someone help me get to the H- H- *cough* Hospital wing?" clearly, her lungs weren't ready to attempt full on sentences, as her voice was extremely raspy and she couldn't help but cough every few moments.
Someone would answer her, and proceed to help her up to her one good foot, her other she held limply in the air. "Thank you... *cough* I think Henry needs to go too..." she would say, nodding back to the boy on the floor.
She put all her weight onto the person helping her, and began hopping toward the door. She shuddered at the thought of attempting three flights of stairs in this condition, but she would have to make her way there eventually, better to just do so now. She was sure the school nurse could do something to take the pain away quickly.
That was all that was on her mind now: finding relief.
Action: Going to the Hospital Wing, asking if someone will take Henry too
Abilities: Healing Sage
Stats: Stamina: 4 - Evasion: 5 - Strength: 6 - Wisdom: 8 - Arcane: 6 - Accuracy: 5
Starlee Leaves the Thread.
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Starlee's Outfit

Starlee's Outfit

"And the more hurt she gets, the more venomous she grows." - Emily Brontë
Abilities: Healing Sage | Comprehend Language (Parseltongue) | Advanced Casting
Hex: #408000
Abilities: Healing Sage | Comprehend Language (Parseltongue) | Advanced Casting
Hex: #408000