Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26108027-20181205135145

Tiral carefully approaches, raising his hands. His palms glow gently, laces of golden light curling gently around his wrists and fingers. The woman looks over at him, her good eye widening.

"It's alright. I just want to help." Tiral says softly. The woman relaxes. Tiral holds her hand to keep her calm as he holds his hand over her injury. The burned tissue starts to knit itself back together, the wound healing. The scar still remains once Tiral is finished, her eye still lazy and blinded, but... The woman seems more alert now, her good eye focusing sharply on first Tiral, then Akata.