<strong>Neria Zathrieal<br/>Time; Evening, Day 1<br/>Location; The Front Gate leading to the Southern Trek<br/>Tagged; Yuri</strong><br/><br/>Neria stood before him, letting him stand on his own feet as he explained a bit about himself, as well as what he had been doing out there.  The evidence spoke for itself, not that she had any reason to worry about him anyway, it just paid to be careful.  She smiled warmly all the same as she stood behind him a moment later, pulling what was left of his cloak away so she had a better view of his back.  "It's a good thing you don't wait since this could have been infected, even with your searing work you did to yourself.  Still, being part efreet, that's something even I haven't heard of, but I shouldn't be surprised by anything anymore, not with what I saw in the main hall this morning.  Even I hadn't seen so many races in one place, actually on friendly terms.  Now hold still Yuri, this might feel a little strange."  She warned gently, a gentle hand holding onto his right shoulder as her left started to glow with a soft light white.  "Give me the power to heal these wounds....Corellan Larathain.  Let this man's flesh be whole again."  She prayed softly, just loud enough to be heard as she slowly moved her hand just centimeters away from the rune master's flesh without actually touching him.  Her healing magic however was very clear in its effect as a tingling warming sensation would spread across his back, his wounds closing up rapidly until the job was done, the old scars remaining untouched but the recent drake slashes were gone without so much as a trace to be seen of them now.  "All done, and flattery with me will get you everywhere."  She teased, coming back around the front side and bowing this time herself in respect to his skill and bravery.  "At any rate, it's an honor to meet you Yuri.  If you need anything like this again, send someone to find me."