Redsand Canyon Let Me Hear Your Battle Cry Tonight

This was something he couldn't fix on his own...

The torn flesh on his neck and sides were swollen and festering despite the herbs he'd scavenged up. He had held onto the poppies and the splitting headache that made the world swim around him seemed reason enough to crunch them all between his fangs and swallow them down. After twenty minutes he was up and slowly wandering around the territory, waltzing up to the falls and slumping at the water's edge lapping listlessly at the water for a long while before he looked up and noticed Nyra despite her being clearly visible. One eye cracking open to blink foggily at her he noticed the healing wounds and grunted "You got messed up too huh?" unbeknownst to him there was a crud ton of pus and disgusting goop flowing from behind the closing useless eyelid.