Rebecca
Marsila Vema
Traiper Village

The large fallen tree to her left had exhausted her as she had been the one to raise it so those standing by were able to pull him from underneath. She couldn't rid herself of the agonised screaming that tainted her mind, wishing she could have done more to help. A hand found itself on Marsila's shoulder, one of the witnesses had decided to stay after the other villagers left to either care for the man or find someone who may be able to heal him. "You have done what you could. It is known that a wizard lives in the Audeamus Forest that has the ability to heal." 

The woman was kind. Marsila had to give her that. She stood up and allowed her legs to stretch, the shifter needed to see this Wizard in action. "I will believe this when I see it." 

It would give her a peace of mind as she was the one who had caused the tree to fall. She forced herself to hold all the responsibility as she had been fighting one of her bounties which resulted in the falling tree before her bounty fled. He was the most difficult man she had come across to capture and truly wondered why he was wanted alive. If she had known he would make such a complicated bounty, he would have never taken on the challenge. 

As she reached a wattle and daub house which belonged to one of the peasants, she noticed that everyone stood around the small building and that the door was closed. This caused her brows to furrow, the peasants in this village were like a large family and she noticed that not even his family were inside with the injured. Walking herself to the closest person near the family, she lightly tapped his shoulder. "Why is there no one inside?" 

"He demanded he be left alone with Zaccheus. We assume it is so he can focus without any disruption." It made sense. Nonetheless, she wanted to know what was occurring inside the house.
Robert
David Bradshawe
Traiper Village

The entire process did not take long, only about an hour and a half. Throughout this time, almost nothing could be heard from within the home. The only exception was the whimpers of the injured man, be it from his wounds or David healing them. David had to reconnect the bones to the best of his ability, which was both difficult and simple. The difficult part was finding the fragmented bones, the easy part was reconnecting them. Once he was satisfied with the look of the man's legs, he lifted his hands, and finally closed the skin. While they did not look "Good as new," They looked far better than they had previously.

"You may open your eyes now." The pale man said, and then he waited for the not-so-injured man to do so. "I did what I could. You can still use them.. But fully healed they are not. I do not know if you can even feel them." He explained, a little bit of regret in his voice. He wished he was better. "..I would say that you should avoid using them as much as possible for at least a fortnight. Possibly they will return to normal.." David was looking a bit more pale than usual, and his hands were shaking as he spoke. It took a lot of energy out of him. He needed rest. Slowly, he made his way back to the door, ignoring anything the previously injured man had to say. He had not the energy to listen, or to answer his most likely limitless questions. The Mystic exited the house, and simply said "It is done."
Rebecca
Marsila Vema
Traiper Village

Patience is a virtue. That was one of Marsila's mottos as she waited by the house with all the peasants, waiting in silence while everyone around her began murmuring. Unfortunately this situation made it difficult for her to follow said motto and the shifter found herself circling the house until everyone grew quiet. 

Marsila brought herself to the back door where the man exited, no one seeming to care that he existed as they pushed past him into the house. They wanted to witness the end result and from what Marsila could hear, he had done quite the job. A job that seemed impossible. She observed the man, noticing his exhausted features from his time spent healing the injured but she couldn't help herself from learning more about him. "Excuse me." 

Her voice was soft as she spoke, walking towards the man until she was only a few feet from him. "Whatever you did inside there.. Thankyou."
Robert
David Bradshawe
Traiper Village

David had begun to walk off when he heard the feminine voice. He turned to face her at her first words, as she seemed different from all the other people around. "It's.. Nothing." The magician started off with, his eyes flicking around as he searched for his words. Given his occupation, it's not too surprising, as he rarely has to communicate with people. He was never a man to shrug off thanks, and so his lips curled into a little smile. "You're welcome.. Though I don't do this because I'm nice." He finished, before turning to head back on his way to his home in the forest. As he'd told everyone to do, he expected to have is payment within the next couple days. He doesn't ask for much, he only wants books, after all.
David
Elise Hagen
Hagen Keep
*Elise is back in her keep and with the help of a few carpenters finished the roof on the dining room of the keep. For now she has just been running around the keep like a child in a candy shop. The place was mostly left alone due to the fact the only entrance collapsed during the siege, and before they attacked it was only known by the community of their skills. Elise for now was left to her devises, and her mind was running wild as she looked over the rooms of the keep and was left in a giggling fit a she ran around.*
Rebecca
Marsila Vema
Traiper Village 

This man was quite odd. She couldn't place her finger on why particularly but decided not to seek out the reason, instead she began to follow the older man. "Then why did you? Did they offer you payment?" 

She doubted he was blackmailed or forced into healing the man so she had to assume they hired him. Marsila never knew this man had existed and notice that the town was probably keeping whatever this man was to themselves. The forest he was heading towards didn't bother her as she continued to follow him, waiting for his reply so she could question him further.
Robert
David Bradshawe
Traiper Village

David continued walking, just hoping that she would go ask the other people. She wasn't around these parts, or she would've at least heard of him, and how he works. For about 15 more seconds he walked, before he stopped, and turned around to face the persistent women. "I... Require... Payments for my deeds. But I don't ask for much! I just.. Ask for what is needed. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be heading home." He said, and then turned to begin walking through the forest. He didn't exactly mean to be coming off as rude or anything. The man just wanted to return home, where he could rest peacefully. He was surprised that he had even managed to almost restore that man's legs.
Rebecca
Marsila Vema 
Audeamus Forest

He required payment. Something she was able to offer him in exchange he helped her with her bounty. The shifter didn't bother to waste time by asking the villagers about the man when she could ask him herself, even if he did seem rude with the way he spoke. Marsila knew that every minute she wasted, her bounty was putting more distance between them. "I could use your help." 

She kept her pace to match his own, knowing she was most likely annoying him but she was desperate. "How did you heal that man back there?"
Robert
David Bradshawe
Audeamus Forest

The man let out a sigh, and pressed two fingers to the bridge of his nose. He stopped his walk, and turned to face her once again. He just wished to be left alone. "Lots of people could use my help." He said, annoyance creeping into his voice. "I healed him by healing him. I just *Did.* It is not for you to know the specifics." David claimed, his tiredness beginning to make itself evident on his face. Now, hopefully for the last time, he turned and began to walk home. Though, he did begin to wonder what the woman wanted from him. He is the curious type, after all.
Rebecca
Marsila Vema
Audeamus Forest

Marsila couldnt help the grin that formed on her lips when the man finally ceased his walking. However, it soon dropped when he spoke up in an obvious annoyed tone. The answer he shared with her was not one she was hoping as it gave her no information on what he did exactly. Yes he healed him but the way he healed the man was not something that was commonly seen by herself. "Then you could help me out! I have the coin and can give you half the payment now." 

She continued to follow him as he once again began to walk, finding herself walking on egg shells as she spoke. "I'm trying to find someone and when I find him, I will need you to heal him immediately after he is subdued. I need him alive and that's very difficult when he refuses to go down without a fight."
Robert
David Bradshawe
Audeamus Forest

David stopped with another heavy sigh, as he was about to tell her off for following him. His entire demeanor changed when he heard her situation, and she was willing to pay him. He decided that he would not even bother to say that he does not ask for coin as his payment. Coin = Books and more Books in his mind. A light smirk could be seen under his facial hair as he looked at her. "..If you started off with 'I'm willing to pay you,' I would have been much more receptive to your words." He said, all his annoyance with her fading away. He was also forcing himself to shrug off his exhaustion for the time being, just so he could appear as normal as possible.