Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20200102190553/@comment-44540575-20200103163507

Lena did check Ryeland's head for wounds, but she knew that no poultice she had would help him. Daphne wasn't the only one with secrets. Lena turned over her shoulder quickly to make sure nobody was watching, and softly sang in his ear. The sand whirled around Ryland as she sang, taking the "Essense of Pain" as Lena called the smoke-like substance that came from his mind and buried itself in the shifting sands.