Kenneth
*Laying in the tall thick grass was a figure of sorts, their facial features were hidden by the surrounding grass and made it hard to tell who or what it was. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be in a half-sleeping state and... Singing? The tongue was unlike those commonly used in modern day, it was the third form of Infernal. The stilted, formal, grating yet strangely melodic tongue echoed throughout the grasslands, it at first didn't sound well when used for singing but it gradually blended in with the melody.*

*Now I know what you're thinking: "How did all this come about?" Well, it all started in a midnight stroll through the woods. The air was clear, the moon was full, the figure was dying to sink their teeth into something. After walking for quite some time, they stumbled upon the grasslands and overcome by boredom they walked to the middle of the field and laid down. At first, they just laid there in silence while looking up at the full moon but then this grew tiresome and they began to find new ways to entertain themselves which led to this attempt at singing in Infernal.*
Debra
*Was flying down from the midnight sky her blood swirling around her as her pink emerald/red looking towards the stars her breath exhaled her armor covered in a red misty color of blood along with her scythe. It pulsating a strange red color holding it in two hands her bat like wings flapping to slow her descent.

A pale pristine face illuminated in the moonlight with the sparklingly glint of blood over her whole body, tight leather like armor across her whole body as her feet slowly touched the ground she didn't look human by any means having three toed armor a massive demon scythe within her palms she didn't notice anyone nearby her blood magic slowly began to fade away. Falling to her knees holding her staff to keep her up she held her left waist looking down to see blood pooling gently over her fingers someone managed to cut her armor before she cut them down who knows what awaited her in these grasslands.*
Kenneth
*The sudden sound of flapping wings pulled the half-sleeping figure out of their trance and they'd flick their serpentine tongue to inspect their surroundings, curious as to what caused the flapping sounds that awoke them. Much to their confusion, they detected something that seemed to be both Elven and Demon. In their confusion, they began to speak in Elvish as this person didn't seem to register Infernal.*

"Who are you and what brings you here, weary traveler? Are you perhaps in need of assistance?" 

*The voice that spoke had many breaks in their speech, giving it an eerie sense of otherworldliness. They gave a more forward placement and an aggression to the end of some of their sentences. They also use an intonation that goes up and down. Most hear an eerie yet equally sickly sounding voice but perhaps in this situation, it would be different.*
Debra
*Looking around seeing a big figure rising from the blades of grass hearing a voice come in elvish tongue no reply would return just an omninous stare holding her side as blood droplets plopped one after the other on the ground. Standing up placing her other hand on her scythe as a swirl of blood magic began to slow around her in a gentle outward spiral*

`"I am no one a vessel of the blood flame."` 

*Her words came out with venom towards the voice that spoke to her however the eerie voice and the sense of the beings tone being out of this world would bring some calm to her nerves it wasn't a disgusting filthy human? So what was he it was worth investigating.*

`"What is a fellow dark being doing out in the beauty of nature all alone..."` 

*Lowering her scythe down to her feet as her blood continued to spiral around her she wasn't trusting she needed to make sure he wasn't any threat her aura would feel like a dozen elephants on his shoulders but if she was right it would bring him comfort instead of unease if he was evil like her.*
Kenneth
"I'm relaxing. If you don't take the time to appreciate the beautiful things in life, you'll regret it. That is what my mother taught me. For example, the moon is so enchanting and people take it for granted... Mostly humans."

*The figure finally got up from the ground. Once they fully stood up, the moonlight shined directly down on him and his three-pupiled yellow eyes glimmered as the light reflected off of them. It was also then when he exerted his own aura which was accompanied by a strong pressure which caused deep cracks to form in the grasslands.*

"So you can also manipulate blood? How intriguing..."

*Blood began to trickle down the man's arms and that trickle turned into a ooze. The blood began to run into the cracks formed by the pressure of his aura. As more blood poured onto the ground, the thicker its scent got. It wasn't that of a pure demon, there was something else mixed in. Something unnatural for a demon.*
Debra
`"The moon, the grass, the wind, the elements of the earth have been granted to us by the gift of the blood flame and it's ever forgiving grace. Humans are filthy scum a parasite of the earth something that needs to be cut out root and step, greed, gluttony, sloth three main problems with that disgusting filthy race of beings. They seemingly can never find peace always must be above one another in a social, economical or political stand one person always above another fighting for something so miniscule in the grand scheme of this great universe that blood flame has granted us."`

*Smiling revealing her fangs on her bottom and top teeth with a grin as she talked down even looked down upon humans even though there was none present. Seeing his aura crack the ground in the grasslands her head tilted seeing him manipulate blood she felt insulted.

This was a mockery of the blood flame! A cheap trick! A mimic of it's power how distasteful how disgraceful! She looked offended slightly by seeing the blood magic however as she rose her scythe in an inner rage she needed to kill this mimic she fell down onto the ground first on her knees then to the floor she hadn't focused on her wound which cost her a lot of blood she layed on her side her scythe falling beside her as she breathes weakly gritting her teeth*

`"I... The blood flame... Blesses me... The blood flame protects me.."`

*She muttered praying to the blood flame before losing consciousness*
Kenneth
"How odd. I suppose I should tend to her wounds."

*With a sigh, he opened his bag of holding searching for his potions, bandages, needle and string, medicine and a vial. Whilst doing this, he had the scattered blood bunch up and form into blood hands which he used to have her carried over towards him. The first thing he did was opening the vial and gathering a sample of her blood, immediately storing that into the bag. Then came the more tricky part, it wasn't difficult but it could be taken in the wrong way under certain circumstances.*

*With a swift motion, he removed the armor from her and began to treat her. First, he took the medicine and carefully applied that to any open wounds he could find. His hands were soft and gentle, being very sure not to accidently damage her body. The medicine changed color depending on the severity of the wounds, luckily none of them came up as life threatening so that put him more at ease.*

*Then came the stitching which was arguably the worst part for him, not because it was difficult or he had a weak stomach but because he was worried that he might slip up somehow. He picked up the needle and properly tied the string before threading the needle through her skin, gradually closing the open wounds. As a little extra protection, he coating the closed wounds in medicine before bandaging everything up.*

*Now all that was left was the potions, four potions to be exact. One potion of supreme healing, one potion of vitality, and two healing potions which are both made with Ambrosia. One by one he opened the vials which contained the concoctions and poured them down her throat. When he was all done, he stuffed everything back into his bag of holding.*

"I didn't think I would have to tend to someone's wounds today but I suppose fate had different plans for me. I wonder why I ran into her of all people... Is it a test?"