10-27-2017, 10:17 PM
Dusara arrives shortly before Dexter's speech and stands near the back of the tavern. Her satchel is gone, the vials and tools missing, and her dress is covered in a patchwork of missing fabric that looks like acid burns. Her hourglass is missing from her neck, and the jaguar's face is solemn. She listens to everyone speak and takes a step forward in the next batch of silence.
"I did not get to know Xander, or the Baagh follower who was fierce in combat. I wish I had more time to, because everyone's stories are something to know and appreciate. As a doctor most of the time all I get to know about people is that we all bleed the same, and cry out when in pain." She pauses and continues.
"Nennia and Rajani will be dearly missed, both were a strong pillar of the community we all now call home. Rajani and I fought often in the beginning, and I never once blamed her. I understand her fears, and her concern when she found out what I was. She was strong of will, and as proud as any Savar should be, it took me time to earn my place in her eyes. I cherished her respect and took many blows to ensure she stayed safe and strong."
The risen takes a moment to collect herself before going on, clearly upset. "She came to me before we went down to the catacombs, and she offered me her help. She knows I am working on a cure, for my own illness and that of the entire savar race. She came to me and offered herself, to help find a cure, knowing it could weaken her spirit or worse. She was selfless, loving and strong, and we are all less in her absence."
"I did not get to know Xander, or the Baagh follower who was fierce in combat. I wish I had more time to, because everyone's stories are something to know and appreciate. As a doctor most of the time all I get to know about people is that we all bleed the same, and cry out when in pain." She pauses and continues.
"Nennia and Rajani will be dearly missed, both were a strong pillar of the community we all now call home. Rajani and I fought often in the beginning, and I never once blamed her. I understand her fears, and her concern when she found out what I was. She was strong of will, and as proud as any Savar should be, it took me time to earn my place in her eyes. I cherished her respect and took many blows to ensure she stayed safe and strong."
The risen takes a moment to collect herself before going on, clearly upset. "She came to me before we went down to the catacombs, and she offered me her help. She knows I am working on a cure, for my own illness and that of the entire savar race. She came to me and offered herself, to help find a cure, knowing it could weaken her spirit or worse. She was selfless, loving and strong, and we are all less in her absence."