*River*
I pace the small, dimly lit healer’s hut, each step echoing the drum of my anxious heartbeat. The air is thick with the scent of dried herbs and something metallic, something that reminds me all too much of the blood pooling beneath Aloria. My hands are clenched into fists at my sides, restless energy surging through me like a storm ready to break.
I have send Aloria’s family back to the in, at first her parent did not want to go, but I convinced them that her brother should not be here. And also everyone was getting hungry. But I have promised to keep them updated about any news, so I have a young warrior standing at the ready outside to run to them if needed
The healer hunches over Aloria, her silver hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. I can’t see Alor
