Sleipnir
The Eight-Legged Norse Horse
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Snowyn had watched the scene for little more than a few moments before opting to follow Blaise. She worried for him, and wanted to make sure that no, he didn't in fact go find a bridge. But of course, she had no such fears to worry over -- he went to find his horse instead. Snowyn followed him fairly closely, and noticed immediately how short of breath he was. She sighed as she approached, shaking her head as she did. "Blaise, I've told you so many times, if you keep binding like that..." she trailed off. How many times had she told him? It wasn't going to help. He was just too stubborn to stop using bandages... Unless she could come up with another option for him... Hm. Maybe. But she only took a mental note and made no attempt to address that just yet. "Something bothering you?"
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Snowyn had watched the scene for little more than a few moments before opting to follow Blaise. She worried for him, and wanted to make sure that no, he didn't in fact go find a bridge. But of course, she had no such fears to worry over -- he went to find his horse instead. Snowyn followed him fairly closely, and noticed immediately how short of breath he was. She sighed as she approached, shaking her head as she did. "Blaise, I've told you so many times, if you keep binding like that..." she trailed off. How many times had she told him? It wasn't going to help. He was just too stubborn to stop using bandages... Unless she could come up with another option for him... Hm. Maybe. But she only took a mental note and made no attempt to address that just yet. "Something bothering you?"