<span style="color: #0040BF">Simon took a deep breath "I'm sorry that i don't say much, i just get nervous. Your very beautiful. Please don't take my silence the wrong way." He looked at her deeply. His nerves were exploding, his heart was racing and though it was very cold outside he was sweating.</span><br/>Tasia saw Simon and the same woman ahead, she made her way toward them, "I'm terribly sorry to interrupt, and i do not mean to be rude but Simon i could use some assistance." She stood next to them. "My arm probably needs cleaned or something." She held it up revealing the large gash. The blood had soaked her arm and was trickling down.<br/><span style="color: #8000BF">Rebekah entered the village walking sheepishly. She passed by the village people and their homes, she could see Tasia's noticeable hair in the distance and smiled.  </span><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"Tasia! What happened??" Simon's eyes grew wide, "Ingirun is great at that kind of thing. She can heal you in no time!" Simon ushered Tasia to follow Ingirun.</span><br/><span style="color: #8000BF">Rebekah saw her following a woman and a man, and got confused, she decided to just wait She made herself a little seat on a tree stump out side of the smithy and observed the little town. Rebekah hummed to herself. instead of speaking up. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself. </span><br/>"Really, it isn't that bad just a little scratch." Tasia lied. Truth is she didn't even want to look at it. She was getting a little light headed but was not going to mention that. She followed Simon and Ingirun to the small home. Tasia took a deep breath trying to keep herself from being dizzy. She was bracing herself on the wall.<br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"Tasia are you okay?" Simon asked</span><br/>Meanwhile, Rebekah pulled her napsack around to her lap and pulled out her fabric and began knalbinding. She was taught this technique as young girl and made different things often.