Doug
*Horace would wander through the Capital of New Salvainia, drenched and cold. Today's bad weather was just an extra kick in what seemed like a full-on barfight of blows to the elf. Not only was he cold and wet, but he was also harboring a few injuries under his blackish cloak. Said injuries would be from two separate fights Horace had to deal with. The first happening back in Silnari with a Trenton woman who seemed to have some problems(Yakaiyo). The second being a bounty hunter's assault after Horace was recognized. In both fights, the elf had sustained injuries, both minor and moderate. Such as a long gash across his chest in a diagonal motion that seemed to have healed, only to be reopened later. This would be the biggest injury, as all the others had already managed to clot. Though said reopened wound would bleed, causing a small trail of blood to follow the elf, mixing with the water of the rain.*

*Horace continued to walk through the streets as an almost heavy rain beat down upon the city. There was still some activity among the streets, mostly citizens running around, attempting to find cover. Speaking of cover, Horace would probably have to find some here as well. An injured, wanted thief in a Capital city was a bizarre and dangerous thing after all. The best place to sleep and heal up would probably be in the residential area. An abandoned house or unattended home that possessed some medicine would be wonderful right about now. As such, that's where the cloaked figure would head next. Horace would move dressed in his usual clothing. An all-black set, including a mask, cloak, and hood that helped to hide himself, the interior being colored purple as well. Though his clothes were completely drenched at the moment. The elf would soon arrive at his destination, causing a smile to appear onto his face. He still had a long journey ahead of himself, but he was happy to be making progress.*

*Horace would proceed to enter the residential area, looking for any abandoned houses. Though the more he moved throughout the district, the more his wound seemed to weigh on him. Blood trickling down his chest, down to his boots and then to the floor, leaving a small trail of red. And to the elf's misfortune, a place to rest seemed almost non-existent here. Though something would come of his wondering, as he'd soon notice a figure. Said figure, as they got closer, would become more apparent to the elf. A short girl, wearing a black dress and a strange blindfold over her eyes. Horace felt like he knew her from somewhere, that blindfold especially.*

*After a moment of just standing there and watching her in an attempt to remember, it'd finally git the elf! Shes that one blind girl who had saved his life a while back. Along with that Dragoness and the two Oriates. Horace still felt indebted to the blind girl, as what he had given her at the time wasn't nearly enough. Plus, a simple meal in exchange for his life was a little degrading to Horace's sense of self-worth. The elf would soon begin to approach the girl, calling out once he arrived. She'd saved his life once before, and although Horace is hesitant towards asking, perhaps she could heal him again? It'd mean more debt, but debt could always be worked off. If the elf remembered correctly, she ran an orphanage, perhaps she'd allow him to work off debt there? Horace wouldn't mind too much anyway, as he had a certain fondness for children.*
Dana
*Ellaine's keen ears twitched at the sound of a man calling him within the heavy rainfall. The weather certainly made it difficult for the woman to listen but her acute sense of hearing allowed her to notice far beyond what a simple person may notice. As the man approached her the blind girl seemingly looked towards her direction like she already knew where he was coming from even if she was unable to see. Like her sense of sight Ellaine's memory was also very good and the sound of the man calling him would cause her to remember a man who had almost bled out in a tavern and was joined by three people. She remembered that the interaction in the tavern was also just incredibly uncomfortable for her because wow she really doesn't do well in crowds at all. Earlier she found it useless and unnecessary to use her Empath's Eyes considering that there weren't many people within the city anyways considering the rain and her sight only allowed her to see living creatures that were capable of showing emotions which there was a large lack of in the rain while she wandered about but now since it seemed like someone was calling out to her she would enable them once more. A light blue glow just slightly peeking at the edges of the woman's blindfold as she then looked towards the man a little hesitant as to what might happen.

As she moved her it was shown that more of her clothing had gotten wet and just began to hug her body tightly which was slightly uncomfortable for her but she called out to the man aswell hopefully able to hear her within the rain* "H-Hello?! D-Do you need anything???" *Was her immediate question as she began to try and sense if anyone was near her in hopes that this was not a kidnapping... Or something worse.*

*This was the worst scenario to be in as the loud noise of the rain would allow for some noise to be muffled, the wet stone made it difficult for her to move about and the rain caused many of the people to run back inside their homes which would mean that people who would be able to see her lessened significantly. But still! She gave a warm smile as she looked towards him as a prayer in a way that please don't hurt me I'm just a poor helpless blind girl!!!! It was cold in the rain and the woman was indeed shivering but really this wasn't important, not right now atleast she still had to visit a few more people and this wasn't the time to give up. Some people who lived on the streets or alone had to survive through this every single day just so that they could get some money and food on their plate. So persevere on! She just kept telling herself this when she felt the cold creep into her body under the skin hugging wet clothing*
Doug
*Horace would stop for a moment, seemingly reflecting onto the situation for a moment. As he thought about it, this situation could seem slightly ominous to the girl. A random stranger, approaching her in the cold rain, mostly out of sight of others. Though this seemed to matter less and less to him the more he bled. After another moment, the elf would continue on, drawing closer to her. Though the closer the elf got, the more apparent it seemed that something was wrong with him. Strange sounds could be heard, although faint, something only Ellaine could hear with her amazing hearing. The sounds of uneven footsteps and heavy breathing. A slight, masked dripping sound caused by the blood falling to the floor. Slight, pained noises coming about with every other step. God, moving about with his wound like this was painful. It was actually more painful than when he first received the blow. With missing blood and injuries, small and medium-sized riddling his body, Horace truly felt like he was about to die. It was a little nostalgic and gave the elf a sense of Deja Vu. The way he was injured and his pain, as well as the healer being there when he needed them. It was like a reenactment of what happened last time, only the others weren't there. The elf wouldn't notice the use of her magic, as his eyes seemed dull and unfocused due to blood loss. Her shivering and warm smile seemed to go unnoticed as well.*

*Horace would stop once more as he heard her speak again. He stood about a meter away from the blind girl while clutching his chest. Soon enough, he would speak in a weakened tone.*
"H-hey... Uh, girl... You're a healer, aren't you? If you don't mind, I could use some help..."
*Horace would attempt to take another step forward, though he'd soon stumble. Nealy falling over as he caught himself. He'd then release a tired sigh before standing up as straight as he could for the moment. Moving his cloak out of the way and lifting his shirt, the elf would reveal his wound. A long, deep cut that crossed his chest in a diagonal motion.*
"I-I hate to admit it... But I think I'm going to die..."
*The lack of blood was starting to make the elf's head spin at this point as he'd release a sheepish chuckle.*
Dana
*As Ellaine heard the strange pained noises her eyebrows began to furrow, it was hidden under her blindfold but as the man continued on walking towards her, her expression just shifted more and more until it became incredibly worried and concerned. As he stumbled while walking this was the point where she just walked straight towards him clearly not worried about if he'd be able to hurt him or not because it really didn't sound like that was happening any time soon.* "O-Oh my goodness! I-Is it a wound? Are you- no t-thats a dumb question to ask. P-Please stay still I'll... I'll do my best to help you i-in any way I-I can." 

*She'd say as she just began to place her hand slowly on top of the the man's chest, her hands tensed slightly as she felt the cold skin and the wound but after a deep breathe her hand began to light up in a soft light blue color as she began to use her healing magic. Wind began to gather from her arm then slowly travel into his mouth and just lightly surround the man as she cast her magic. The wound would just begin to quickly heal itself back up, not instantaneously but alot faster than if he just let it heal on its own. Many of his minor bruises and cuts though would simply instantaneously heal such is the nature of healing magic but it was clear that it took a slight toll on Ellaine since healing a considerable amount of wounds did take alot of mana from her* 

"Are you s-sick in anyway? Umm uhh what else... Oh! W-What happened to... To you?" *It was clear that the girl was slightly panicking alot but she was very concerned but also determined. Determined to help this man out, he did her best to put on a brave face even if there was a chance that this man would bleed out dead on her.* "W-Where is your home? M-Maybe I can help take you t-there? P-Please tell m-me if you need anything." *She cared alot for the lives of people so hearing and feeling this man's pain was just a strong punch in the gut for her if she can't help*