Emberflame Ridge Name my Price

Continue at Elysium?

The sickly women did not turn away their assistance, thankfully. As Aure strode forward, so did she, taking the dark word’s other side to press their patient between them like an inside-out oreo. Though they hadn’t discussed the topic, Olive had a hunch that Aure had some healing prowess and would be very useful in diagnosing and treating this poor women. In fact, Olive always thought Aure would do well as a seraph in Elysium, but that was a discussion for another time. 

Since both women already knew where the borders to the sanctuary lay, they were able to walk in a very direct, yet slow and accommodating manner. They accommodated for the woman’s comfort, but also her current weakness. Olive was also conscious of Aure, who was heavily pregnant at this point; she did not want to tire her out. Planning to keep relatively silent for this walk, Olive turned to look at the dark stranger and said simply

“Just one question, then you don’t have to talk anymore — what’s your name?”